The bathroom is filling with steam as I slowly wash myself. I let the puff linger on my breasts and then move it across my belly, ending between my le...s. I've now covered my entire body with soapy fragrant suds. Moving onto my feet and lost in a world of my own thoughts, I don't hear the sound of the bathroom door opening. I open my eyes and look up to find Heather standing there, holding the shower curtain open. "Can I join you? I really need a shower too," she asks. I almost drop the body. A guy walked out of the hangar with a fire extinguisher in hand and stood in front of the right side engine ... Art threw the right switches and the big radial began to turn over ... gas, spark and compression did their thing ... a puff of black smoke and the propellor made the change from a stick to a sword ... mag check. The man on the ground looked it over and thumbs up-ed it and sauntered over to the left engine.The left side was quicker because the right side and it's electrical was. The address was given as Upton Lodge, Pod's Brook Road. I looked on the street map of Braintree without success. Pod's Brook Road was there but truncated when the A120 relief road was built. It was a fair bet that Upton Lodge had vanished under concrete when that work was undertaken.I was pleased with the result. I leaned back in my chair stretching my back muscles. Looking at my watch I was surprised to see the time was eleven-thirty. I printed off the documents then closed down the printer. “how is this going to work? Am I just going to be your sex slave for the holidays or what?”“Would you like to be my sex slave Julia?”“Only if I’m your naked sex slave Charles.”“Well there’s Andrea to think of as well Julia.”“I’ll be her naked sex slave as well if that’s what you want Charles.”“I do. You won’t get jealous when Andrea and I fuck will you Julia?”“No.”“Have you got a passport Julia?” “What? Yes I have.”“Good, because you are going to need it.”“Oh, okay. So what are we going to do.