Next she started looking for something as she opened the draws. We she did next will be in my head forever,she pulled this round handle brush out and ...oved out of view.I thought she was brushing her hair but then I see her lay out a towel and laid down on her back. She was so close to my view hole I thought she could see me. Her thin young body was inches from my eye as she started rubbing herself all over , I was freiking out watching this.this little red head started fingering her little. The door opened silently and to Ellen’s relief she saw there was a light shining under the door of Gregory’s office.She knocked politely knowing he hated loud noises.“Enter,” sounded his baritone voice gruffly.Ellen knew instantly from the inflection of his voice that she had to tone down her demand if she ever would have a normal conversation with him. With a smile she entered the office and said with an upbeat tone, “Good morning Gregory.”“Ellen,” the man said with a smirk, “You are early.. The only problem was I really didn't know that much about cooking. I could fry an egg and not make a mess, but anything more than that and I was in trouble. I shook my head and stepped up to the smooth motions of my raven haired beauty. She looked up at me in mid-stride and smiled. "Nadia, I should be doing this." It's okay. I've got it." She wasn't mad about having to cook, and with the way she really seemed to know her way around the kitchen, I wondered what it would have been like to watch. And since you haven’t seen me or anything else that looks like a note, you ascend the creaking wooden treads with a little pang of anxiety. At the top, the railing rises into a single room that encompasses the entire upstairs. A huge and comfortable looking bed covered in quilts and pillows is near a window that is so large that it looks out of place in the rustic old home. There is a piece of folded paper on the bed with a small red object holding it there. The object is a four inch high heart.