I asked the person on the other side of the door to wait a moment while I hurriedly put on the complimentary white cotton bathrobe hanging by the bath...oom door. I slowly opened the door and gave the young man in the door way a smile as I thanked him for the towels.He looked to be in his early 20s but the all-white uniform they make the staff wear probably makes them look a little younger than they are. He stood at just under 6 foot from what I could tell, he wasn’t buff but you could see some. It was Shanti and she was in a very small bath towel. She must’ve been bathing. We then entered the house and sat down on the sofa in the hall. I thought Shanti would go in and change her clothes and come back but to my surprise, she came and sat down opposite to us. I then told Shanti to go change her dress and come back and that she might catch a cold if she stayed wet. She told me that she had already wiped herself and that she doesn’t mind changing into clothes as we were ladies only. She. "It's Luke, Mrs. Reynolds. I live next door...we met a while back." he responded as he approached me. "Looks like you have a lot to unload." he continued as he looked at all of the paint cans and groceries."Yeah, I remember. Your mom's name is Margo, and your dad's name is..." yeah, I couldn't remember."It's John." he answered."Yeah, that's right...sorry. It's been a while. Tell you what, help me up stairs with all of this stuff, and I'll buy you a beer." I offered.Without hesitation, Luke. 'You may be sure that by this time my eye was glued closely to the peephole and I was tickled to see that Norah, the cook, opened the kitchen door and stepped out on the porch and in an instant she was tightly hugged in the brawny Joe's arms.'This convinced me that my suspicions were fully justified, and my eye being just on the level with Joe's trousers front I saw his pecker leap up and swell and strain fiercely against the confining clothing.'I could hear their voices distinctly, and Norah.