“Oh, you don’t usually have female company, Scrotum. Not at this time of the day, and certainly not sleeping in your bed, they often leave after f...fteen minutes don’t they?”“Ha ha ha, you're such a kidder Uncle Dom,” Scrotum said with a laugh, even though his uncle was right.“Maybe you can introduce me?” Dom asked with a smile while licking his lips. The smile faded from Scrotum’s face, last time he had introduced a potential girlfriend to his uncle she had ended up sleeping with him. But this. Looking down toward the end of the table where the man stood, she couldsee him as he dipped a wash cloth into the bowl of water and then rung outthe excess water. Unfolding the now wet cloth, he spread it out and droppedit on her so it covered her Venus mound and her exposed sex. The water on the cloth was hot! Taking Mandy by surprise, she screamed intoher panties as the hot cloth felt like it burned the sensitive area of herbody, though it did not. Mandy got used to the heat on her sex as. This boss role that I’d worked so hard for was like a millstone round my neck in many ways. I couldn’t just chat about smart fabrics and wacky ideas any more, I was supposed to know what needed doing all the time and appear in control.Up to now my life had been about uncertainty. I embrace it. My energy comes from NOT knowing things and exploring; making unexpected connections that other people don’t see. I’m a ditherer, a wonderer.Now I had to tell people what to do all the time, when I was so. He was old, very old and as I fumbled for the right words to explain who we were, he just said, 'It's all right dear, I know who you are, come in', and we did.The house was dark and damp, it smelt old, cluttered and a tad on the dirty side.He was alone, widowed for some thirty years he said, and lived a life of frugality and sexual obsession.'You cant be frugal if you purchase a machine like that, then give it away', I challenged, completely unabashed to talk about something to do with me.