He had come up next to me, smiling that silly grinof his. Bill and Cheryl were hand in hand while Tom and I kept close toeach other until, about three...hours later, I went to take a shower andchange clothes. As we hoped, Jill and a few of her friends followed me.I didn't even think about it as I simply stripped off my wet suit,walked to the showers, and went in. I was under the hot water, all soapywhen I heard them come in, then a shriek. Opening my eyes I saw Jillstanding there, her mouth set. He was not from the family. One day when bhaiya had again gone for the tour, I knew that man will come again. I was right, and that man came at around 11 AM. Luckily no one was there in my home as well on that day. I decided to record through the small window at the top of her bedroom.I charged my mobile and put it on recording mode. I placed it on that window to record whatever will be happening in that room. That man went away at 01 PM, and I took back my mobile. I was so eager. He was telling me the absolute truth today when he described his reactions. Not that I doubted him. But I'm pleased by what I can see in those pictures.In his eyes I saw recognition. He knew that he was looking at a girl who is both an exhibitionist and a submissive. That excited him. But he must have seen more than that. There must have been something about me, something he saw in my eyes, something in my face, something in the way I ... I don't know. I can't say for sure what it was about me. " Linda, I told you years ago, that the 'George' in my name comes from my maternal grandfather, while the 'Washington' is a family name on my paternal side ... and anyway, that story about the Cherry Tree was written years after he died, by..." George, you are trying to avoid the question. Can you tell me you didn't send me this card?"George started to look at the stove, and the pans that were hanging from the hooks on the back wall."No George, don't do that either. I want you to look me in the.