Here’s what I found out later, okay, don’t judge, lest ye be, you know, judged okay? Okay. Billie was a guy. He was as queer as a three-dollar . ..... you know. Or not, I still don’t know where to put him — her. I called him gay, I don’t really know if that applies, see he had a medical condition called Klinefelter’s Syndrome. Men — men? Males with this thing have what is basically a feminine body, i.e., no facial hair or very thin facial and body hair, feminine features, female breasts, more. She slowly washed every inch of her supple body. I saw her look up on the bank and behind a tree was another man watching her. She turned a let him get a good look as well. She had her hand between her legs and had two fingers buried in her pussy. I could tell by the look on her face she was enjoying what she was doing. She finished and dried off. She picked up her robe and walked back to the van naked for the men to see. When she got in the van she told me about the other man that had seen. Karen replied back how much she loved me as she reached behind to grabs Len’s ass to help in getting the full force of his fucking. They both camed together just as I was rubbing another one out. It was getting time to leave. Karen and Len went into the shower together. They close the door so I could only hear what they were doing. Was not hard to figure out. As we were leaving Len wanted to know if Karen will be able to entertain him and a couple of his black business partners . I told Len. His middle-age hands felt the smooth oak desk, fingers tracing the lines within the wood. Then, his fingers paused upon three red switches situated underneath the desk, screwed onto the underside of the overhanging ledge.His finger twitched above the middle switch, and a faint buzzing followed. Soon after, a second buzz replied, and, satisfied, Mikael leaned back into the chair and closed his eyes.A few minutes later, Mikael’s day dreaming was interrupted by an abrupt knock at the far end of.