While I am bunking down for lunch, after the first part of the meeting my phone rang, Kiara, my girlfriend calling. “Uh, Andy, did you take all the ...ash..?” She asked, and she sounded genuinely worried. “Yeah Hun, I just took my wallet.” I explained to her as I sipped my glass of water. I heard her gulp. “Well, I called the plumber to fix the bathroom sink, and he already finished fixing it.We owe him like, 80 bucks.” She explained to me. I sighed softly, running my hand through my hair.. I get on the table laying faced down and feeling quite exposed as I hear her filling up a bucket with warm water. When it’s full, she pours the entire bucket over me and then squeezes soap into her hands which she begins applying to my back side. Starting at my shoulders, she works her way down my back and across my ass and then down to my feet.She repeats that several times but on the last pass her hands unabashedly and without hesitation go right between my ass cheeks and down to my balls. He can’t help staring at her seductive figure, making out the impressions of her dark, hard nipples, barely covered, firmly pressing thru the damp, sheer white chiffon material of her partially unbuttoned midriff blouse as it’s material becomes even more transparent with the scattered raindrops. Glancing downward toward her long, slender legs, he also notices her bare, ripped stomach, inverted bellybutton, even notices the upper rounded curve of her freshly shaven pubic mound peeking over her. In dem Schreiben wurde erklärt, dass die Anwaltskanzlei von einem kleinen, unabhängigen Museum beauftragt wurde, das beiliegende Tagebuch an den nächsten lebenden Erben des Erblassers auszuhändigen. Laut der Notiz hielt das Museum den Inhalt des Diariums für nicht geeignet, weder für die Ausstellung noch für wissenschaftliche Studien.Der Brief endete mit einem kurzen, aber entschiedenen Nachsatz, dass das betreffende Museum einen schlechten Ruf vermeiden wollte, die mit der Veröffentlichung.