She told her husband that she is travelling to US for training, since she was working in MNC, it wasn’t a big deal, she used to travel a lot before....I was excited & happy, this happened in Aug of 2012. I took the whole week off, as luck would have it, my wife went to India to meet her parents et al. It wouldn’t have mattered, since I could be in Manhattan & claim I’m in DC for a tour. I travel 10 days a month, so it wasn’t a big deal. I don’t think this is lying, since if I tell her the truth,. ” she said as she pulled me up. I was instantly aware of a flowery scent, not coming from her but from me. I looked down, I was completely naked. In shock, I covered up my penis with my hands.“Don’t bother, we’ve seen it all already, we did have to bathe you and get rid of all that nasty male body hair.” she said.“What? I’m reporting this to…”“NO YOU WON’T.” she interrupted. “Not unless you want someone to see this.” She handed me a sheet of paper. “There was a hidden camera behind the mirror. As I approached them she introduced me “This is an old friend of mine, Liz” I looked at her she looked around 65ish 5’5” quite over weight, silver hair, she was wearing a red and black dress that came to just above her knee.As we talked Nancy had to go to an appointment and I was left talking to Liz. Her husband had died 15 years ago but she was glad cos he was a right bastard, ever since she’s been on her own. She has a good social life so she isn’t bored or anything. After around 20 minutes. The apartment on the top floor of a building is normally known as the penthouse. In our case, that is a particularly apt title. The reason is that while it was at the top of the building, it wasn’t really a part of it. We received utility service from the building, of course, but didn’t even need to. For electric power, there was a Caterpillar diesel generator sized at more than double the apartment’s peak power consumption. Its fuel supply could keep it going for more than a year without the.