The office was in a small appartment complex. About 10 units. His office was small, there was a big room with a desk and in front of it a conference t...ble. In the back there was a kitchen and small shower and bathroom. It was an office that could easily be turned into an appartment.He greeted me and invited me in. Obviously the office was empty and he locked the door behind me. He offered me water and invited me to sit on a chair at the conference table. He sat in front of me. The scenario. Fred said why bother to use the public showers, they had a perfectly good shower in the motorhome.Inside the motorhome it was warm. Fred explained that they kept it warm because usually they preferred relaxing without clothes.He would turn the temperature down if it was too hot.Debbie popped into the shower so she could cook the meal while the others showered. Fred told Jim to show Ann the motorhome while he prepared some potatoes. Ann was impressed by the luxury.That bed could sleep and army. He had led her past the library to the back of the house where bright lights no longer spilled through the towering windows. It was a room of secrets, dark and quiet, lit only by shrinking tongues of flame and dying embers sputtering in a nearby hearth. She thought it smelled of man-smells, of leather, tobacco, and the charred wood of a campfire.For a brief minute, just after he took her hand, led her through the door, and then closed it, she felt as though she was transported back in time -. . Madam," he blurted the panic clearly evident in his voice,"the other girls will hear." Oh isn't that sweet Maxine," Frau Kirchen said as she turned to herfriend and smiled, repeating his own phrase, "the other girls." Yes Rozamund he obviously thinks of himself as one of them now," theCountess replied and giving him a lingering disdainful look added, "andyou really could not blame him, all gussied up in his prettyfoundations just like them."While the Countess's mocking tone was not lost on.