This kind of exhibitionist sex was first for me, but I enjoyed and was more than ready to take next step.After sex we had shower and ordered lunch at ...ur room, also had decide that I will not wear any clothes inside room apart from the robe. After half an hour waiter came with ordered lunch and there both of us sitting only with our bathrobe on, as soon as he arrived with food, without Yug’s knowledge I opened up my bath robe from above and bent down showing him my cleavage. I noticed that. He was big, like huge. Not fat, but muscular. He was black. He looked much like a boxing legend or something. He was also very tall, at least 6′ 4′, but I could only guess from my position on the bed. The Michael Clark Duncan-look alike didn’t say anything, and didn’t move to touch me, his face showed no emotion. Strangely, I found that a little comforting, I did my best to emulate him. I didn’t ask any of the dozens of questions pinging around my head, I didn’t start to cry, and I didn’t try. He drew out both axes and tip-toed toward the noise.The ceiling rose as he walked into Dard’s now-cold forge. Broken and discarded tools lay on the floor. Two large bins, filled with coal were tipped over, spilling the black clumps and dust. Coal dust. Something niggled in his brain when he saw the fine, dark powder. At the other end of the room, a display counter, empty now ran from one wall almost to the other just before a large opening with stairs beyond. Another low doorway broke left. He. He slammed it shut and tried the next one,full of blouses and 'baby-doll' tops. The third was allskirts and one pair of pink stretch pants. His clothes werenowhere in the room.He couldn't leave naked and he couldn't go to Mr. Fischer'soffice wearing women's clothes. There was no way they wouldeven let him in the building. He dialed information of thetelephone and asked for Mr. Fischer's office. Thankfully itwas listed."Good morning, Fischer and Howell, how may I direct yourcall?" Mr. Fischer's.