Then we allowed our eyes to roam over each other's bodies, taking in the curves, warts, and imperfections, all of it. We embraced and resumed our earl...er kiss. We said not a word as we soaped one another's various parts, paying special attention to those that interested us most.We got out and dried off. As we stood there in yet another embrace, she asked, a trifle theatrically, "Whatever shall we do now?" Well," I replied, "I was thinking, if you have no pressing plans this afternoon, we could. That will be better than them stopping to check and possibly get involved with a neighbor. Michael and the Judge are doing the second as I finish stacking the first then run the half-mile to the next barrier that is just in tenth of a mile before you get to the house. They don’t know the road well enough they won’t even slowed down. Even if they miss the truck there’s not much room for them to stop. The Judge is calling the Sheriff on a police radio, he receives an update. They are traveling in. Yet, I wasn't sure she was going to be willing to help me with my curiosity."Um," I began, not even sure how to explain why I had a butt plug in my suitcase and worrying she may think I was cheating on her."That is not going in me," she said her tone clear, dropping the toy back in my suitcase."I never planned for it to," I replied, knowing other than one drunk night in college where I fucked her ass, it was 'a don't even talk about' subject."Then what was it for?" she asked, looking. Part of the room was furnished with a complete set of couches. In one corner, there was a large, expensive piano. In another corner there was a made twin bed."This is my private room," she said as she sat on one couch and pointed me to an opposite one. "I spend much of my time here. No one disturbs me while I am here. As you see there is no phone here. Sometimes, I play piano and, sometimes, I just relax and daydream or fantasize." So you like to spend time by yourself," I said, leaning aside.