So as not to frighten the young lady, I unlocked the door - opened it a crack - and shouted "May I Come In?" A slightly-slurred voice responded with "...t's Your Room, Silly!" I entered with the new key card for her.Upon entering my room, I noted the bathroom light was on (it was off when I left). I glanced into the bathroom (the door was open), and saw the damp young thing sitting on the toilet. The towel was laying on the floor, and she had not one stitch of cloth covering her. I turned my head. Thanks to Lady Cibelle for her sage advice. A special thanks to The Wanderer for keeping me on the straight and narrow. THE METH LAB – CINDY’S STORY The call came at two in the dark cold morning. Jerry was in surgery at the KU Medical Center in Kansas City, Kansas. When we parted due to my fear of his being killed in his job with the Sheriff’s Department, I quit my position with the architectural firm in Overland Park and moved to Kansas City. I was teaching part time at the University of. . In the background I could hear an occasional click, but no other sounds. I waited... then several seconds later I heard the soft thump of a door close. So, my friend, now you know how I happened to be tied up like a naked chicken with its head cut off. Was she gone, had I broken her rules so quickly? No, I couldn't have. Then where was she? Then I remembered, we had both talked about trust, not the normal trust you have with your parents or your bank, but the trust that makes a truly open. And laying on the bed we held each other close, and I felt it, and he knew I felt it, he was getting a hard on, with his future daughter in law. He tried to pull away. But I held tight and whispered it was OK, it was natural that he should have the same tastes as his son and that his son’s bride to be should be attracted to the father.He didn’t quite know what to do for the best but I wriggled closer. And I felt his excitement grow.Is it uncomfortable I asked... he sort of gulped and nodded. I.