Eve kept taking photos and giggling.I had started it all by making that stupid quip, and Sylvia was paying for my mistake. If it was even a mistake. F...ona was getting to me. There was no reason why I shouldn’t have said that.“One to go”, said Fiona. She didn’t even sound harsh. Just firm, and maybe even a little mischievous.In spite of myself, I wondered what it would be like to be made to kiss Fiona’s shoes, though the thought of doing so in front of Eve ... I couldn’t deny I was getting. Pausing only long enough to take in the rest of her beautiful, and oh so very sexy body, I stepped over to join her in the water. Bethany had obviously been careful not to put too much of it in the bath, and even when I slid down behind her – stretching my legs down the outsides of hers – even though the two of us of course pushed it that much higher, there was still at least one third of the side of the bath clear of it. When I dunked the sponge in the water so I could do what she’d asked me. Even if I went there to pick up some takeaways some asshole ruined my chance from talking to John. One night I was driving home from town, I decided to stop at the restaurant as I was starving. As I parked my car I saw john about to close the restaurant. I went to say hello to him, he hugged me and told me he had to close bit early that night since we were expecting some storm. I was just about to say good bye when he asked me if I could gave him hand with some cartons he had to carry upstairs.. Friends had recommended his company. A house was needed for two elderly people, one level only, but with spare rooms to put up guests quite often. A couple of spacious bathrooms. Level throughout, as I did not want to climb stairs more than absolutely necessary. Full basement of course, one does need to store things, doesn't one? And so on.Helmut fitted Karla's description well. A tall man with huge hands, wrists like branches of oak. Long years of hard labour in his youth would do that..