That brought the conversation to another level and I started to ask questions to see what her experiences where with steam rooms. She confessed that s...e had taken dates to a place with saunas and steam rooms and that she had sex with him there.That lead to a bunch more questions and lots of hot answers.I told her that I had never been to a place like that. She suggested that we go so I could see what is was like. She knows I am married and that I would not stray.We discussed and she promised. I winced slightly at the sweet, sweaty smell, the faint stickiness that pervaded the sheets, pummeled up the pillows – and found beneath them three pairs of my frilliest, dirtiest underwear! Well, for heaven's sake. That was absolutely the finish for me. Before I went to work that morning I cornered the little beast – still unwashed and sleepy-eyed, naturally – and told him, very firmly, we'd be having a serious talk when I returned. I was slightly mollified to see a flicker of fear in his. “Very good” I praised him. “That was a very good way to wake up”. While I shower go get breakfast going and while we eat, we can go over your questionnaire. Breakfast was fairly good for a guy who obviously was not used to food preparation. I noticed at least a half dozen discarded pancakes in the trash when I came down from my shower. Not exactly five star cuisine, but more than adequate. The coffee made up for any short comings. While we ate I scanned the questionnaire he’d completed and. "She handed him her key card and told him her password."Ok, we'll scan Miss Rossum's condo and then come back to do your Grandparents; let's say ten thirty if at all possible Mr. Trainer" Gary said while moving to the door."That sounds like a plan Gary. Thanks again" Brian responded before locking the door behind him.He went back into the living room and saw Emmy hugging his mom and crying on her shoulder."Hey this is supposed to be a happy time, not a sad time Emmy honey" Brian said looking.