“Sure. It's a tradition in these parts, Mr. Bigcityman. You get a new neighbour so you pee on their doorstep. Well, in the olden days we did. Nowada...s we are a bit more discreet and tend to stick to a quiet little corner. But your gate here is as good as a doorway really.” “Er, charming. A bit like dogs leaving their scent?,” I asked. I could see her weighing this up. Was I calling her a dog? No, she decided, I was not. “Just an old tradition,” she said airily before continuing with, “Plenty of. Bill told her it would feel good in a few minutes, it would relax those tense muscles. Bill got in and hit a button switch, air bubbles rushed out of hundreds of tiny holes in the bottom and began massaging them. Bill touched another button and water jets from dozens of openings were hitting them all over.Camy said that this thing was making her feel weak and much to relaxed. Bill said that it was recommended that a person not stay in it for more than a half hour with the bubbles and water jets. Kate was all business with this one, "Who'll start me at fifty?"Karl interrupted from the back, "A thousand."Carol realised exactly who it was that had bid an unbelievable amount of money for her and nearly burst into tears, thereby enhancing her 'little girl lost' appeal greatly, the more so because it was plainly not acting.Kate looked uncertain at this point, knowing Karl was barred on a very flimsy technicality and he could turn ugly. She glanced across to Hugo, who nodded to Alf and Peter.. Deb did whatever she could to tease and harass me as a drunken patron might do. She also tried to portray a "hands -all-over" manager. I did well to thwart the advances in a non-hostile manner, but I also really enjoyed the physical interaction with Debbie with whom I had become deeply attracted. We engaged in a lot of horseplay and I stole more than a few kisses, which forced me to refresh my lipstick frequently. By this short time, I had adjusted to applying and wearing makeup and rather.