‘From the time I was a little girl, there is no place on earth I would rather be than right here,’ Susan said. ‘I loved coming here with my pare...ts. Daddy built this cabin by himself.’ ‘Wait, Susan,’ I interrupted, ‘mentioning your father reminds me. What was that this morning, with the hand thing?’ She smiled for a minute, then said: ‘I guess almost the earliest memory of my parents is sitting at the kitchen table. After they ate, they would put their palms together, then lock their fingers. Let meget these mittens and pacifier off of you and you can get to work. My my,your diaper looks pretty bloated, and I can tell by the smell that itsmessy too. No you can't change until I tell you. Well of course it itchesyour bum bum. It wouldn't have if you had behaved yesterday. I told youthat already. Maybe you can do better today. Now get up and get to work.Your instructions are in the kitchen. Wake me up when its ready and don'tforget your bottles.Thank you baby, I will be there to eat in. As we made small talk, I noticed she seemed uncomfortable, I later found out it was because she fancied me, finishing our cigarettes we walked into the lounge, and sat down on the sofa. Still making small talk Ellen turned to face me, I moved towards and we kissed. Touching her cheek with my finger she soon wrapped her arms around my neck as we snogged quite hard, our tongues darting in and out of each other, she had obviously kissed like this before.Her hands on the back of my head as I slowly. And not just to me but to anyone else with whom I wish to share your beauty. Come with me.”Feeling excited beyond my wildest nocturnal imaginings I followed him from this entrance hall into another reception room. In one corner of this room was another stunning bronze statue. This again was of a naked young female, but she was posed rather like the crucifixion, standing, legs loosely apart, but her arms above shoulder height, her hands out in space above her head height, her small breasts.