I stepped into the office and cracked open the bathroom door. Judy stepped in behind me and watched as I snapped some additional photos. “You have ...o take photos of the potty?” she asked. “No,” I replied, "just the plumbing.” I looked around for an electrical breaker box. Not seeing one, I asked where it might be located. “Oh, that’s up in my apartment over the office,” Judy replied. “Do you need to see it?” “If you don’t mind,” I replied. Judy led me up some stairs and I followed. She had a. Everyone enquired about my health, and I tried to brush them all off. Truthfully I had no idea why I had passed out, and wasn't sure I wanted to think about it too carefully. Did it mean there was something wrong with my body back home? Too many other things to think about. Ignore it.I noticed Isolde didn't join us for breakfast, and assumed she was sitting by her son's or her husband's bed. And avoiding Alistair, presumably. I was okay with that – the woman pissed me off on principle, and her. We had made our way into the house last night and had settled into one of the girl’s beds since the kids were doubling up and Mini and Betty were sharing a larger bed with Martin. We heard a couple of auto or truck engines approaching the house.Martin was all ready up and shouted that the neighbors were arriving for the meeting. He said that he had called them the night before and they were ready to look at the papers of incorporation.Betty and Mini had all ready prepared a breakfast and were. ”“Oh, it is, it is. And who would know better than another woman how to please a woman, huh? Now what in the world are you doing wandering around the house naked? I’m glad you and John have gotten into the swing of things, but it is the middle of winter, after all.”As Anita heard the shower turn on behind her, she told Caroline what had occurred after she and John had crept upstairs. Following her face fuck of John, he had told her to open the “toy box” and see what she could find to amuse.