I tried to keep my nose in my book but to my consternation she stopped and said to me"Do you speak English?"I replied that I was Irish and on a short ...rip to see a friend in Leverkusen." My friends tell me you are a pervert, staring at my butt when I went past earlier."she said, glancing back at them.I had no graceful exit other than to come clean so I said "Guilty as charged, but is it perverted to admire a really nice arse?"She smiled, and said"Maybe not. But if you are old enough to be my. .. He smiled at me. And said, "absolutely. Follow me."And he walked me back to the living room, filled with hot men full of testosterone and started removing my clothes. One piece at a time. He started with my skirt. It was a little black one, and it was gone quickly. Then he pulled my tank top off from over my head, smiling at his buddies as he did. I was on show. And I was enjoying it.I think the guys were too. They were starting cat calling and asking for their turn. My husband told them. " The Trust makes the most sense Dad, can we use the name 'The C & S Group?'" Clever — good idea — I'll start the paperwork on that after you leave — I'll have documents for the both of you to sign, by tomorrow morning. Just a few more things - my other Lottery winner set up a blind trust — allowing you to collect your money while maintaining your anonymity. You'll be able to designate a power of attorney with your lawyer. Don't worry about that — I can draw that up myself, you'll need to sign. .beeeeeep.........beeeeeeep!" I pulled a pillow over my ears. Whythe hell were the garbage guys here so early? They never got to myapartment before I left for work...."Work!" I shouted like Maynard G.Krebs, sitting up with a start. A glance at the clock on my nightstandconfirmed the worst: it was almost noon!I got out of bed and staggered into the bathroom. My head felt like apunching bag, and my tongue tasted like an old sneaker. Standing overthe bowl in my tee shirt and shorts, I.