One day I was headed over to John's house for a dip in his pool. I knocked on the door. Suzanne answered the door in a towel and her bathing suit. "Oh... hey Dave! Sorry but John got called in to work a while ago!," she said. "He didn't text me about tha- oh damn it, my phone is dead!" I replied. "Well he should be back in about an hour, why don't you come out to the pool? Swimming alone is kinda boring." "Sure!" We both walked through the house to the back yard. I put my towel on the ground and. ”“Sir, the database should include a minimum of two photographs of every object. For paintings, this means front AND back, and for sculptures, etc., views from a variety of angles. If you do not have an up-to-date valuation for each item, that should be done by an expert, and we add that data to the file, for insurance purposes.”He raised his eyebrows, and revealed, “We have a blanket insurance coverage for valuables in the household, to the tune of half a million. Is that insufficient?”I tried. How in the hell did she find me? I never even told her my last name." I don't know, Bud, but you must have done something right if she managed to track you down like this. Is she pregnant?" God, I hope not. That's all I'd need. The guy on the desk doesn't think so."Mickey threw on a clean shirt and headed out the door. He tried to remember what she looked like, but could only recall that she was short and had really different boobs. As he walked from the elevator to the Welcome Desk, he saw her. ”“Really? You wouldn’t mind?” Sandy questioned Susan, and then she looked over at me and showed me a questioning expression.Susan said, “Really. Feel free to get comfortable.”I looked at her and answered her query, “Please, make yourself at home.” Even though I couldn’t believe what Susan and I were saying.Sandy responded, “You two are too sweet, really. But if you’re sure you don’t mind, I’d love to. The only time I get to be naked is when my husband is off on business trips, and that’s not.