I'd like to see that journal." I'll be happy to show it to you. I brought it with me." In your hotel?" No, actually. I brought my briefcase with me, s...nce I didn't trust the hotel's security. They had a break-in in the room two doors down. That journal is very valuable to me, even more than the plane tickets and the other stuff." I'd like to see it, too," Lelani said."Well, some parts of it are pretty ... racy. I think your dad should read it first, and let him decide."She made a face. "OK, but. It had gotten bigger since my visit to the doctor.The size of the thing was not an easy adjustment to make.First, there were the pants that no longer fit; I was not fond of shopping.Second, the thing kept bumping into other things. I could not turn without checking so that I did not knock anything over.Third, it was extremely unbalancing making me afraid that if I spun around too fast I would go flying like an Olympic hammer thrower that was strapped to their hammer.By far, the worst was a. So, I'd like you to show me what you've been doing up to now."By then I think my meaning was sinking in. But she still wasn't sure what to do. I just stared at her and smiled for a bit before speaking again."Now, Mary Ann. I mean, show me what you do when you touch yourself, right now."This time there was no mistaking what I wanted. And she knew I meant it. Obediently, she stood up, unbuckled her belt, then opened her pants. Truthfully, inside I was nervous as hell. I had no idea if she would. I moved over a few feet so that the water running off my body when I got out wouldn’t immediately soak his shirt, then climbed out of the pool. He still had his back to me, so I took the opportunity to try and wipe some of the water off with my hands and wring out my hair before I bent over and picked up his shirt. I slipped my arm into one side and wrapped it around my body to slip my other arm in, then looked forward. “You all good?” he asked.“Yeah, thanks. Listen, I don’t want to take up any.