I entered his bathroom with my dress. I took off my clothes and began taking bath. The water was cold so I checked the storage water heater(geyser). T...e geyser was not working. I tried to open the flap suddenly I noticed something shining near the geyser. I checked it closely, I was astonished to find it to be a hidden camera. It means My FIL was taking my nude pictures.I got real angry. I wanted to give him a good dressing down but there was problem that he might ask us to leave the house. He didn't hear me the first time because of the noise from the party so I tugged on his sleeve and repeated my question.Tim stopped at the bottom of the stairs and said, "Linda. You know, Linda?" And he made this cupping gesture with his hands. I grinned and nodded. Of course I knew Linda. "Well, she's a little drunk. She started saying she wanted to have some fun and asked who wanted to ride on her train. A few guys followed her upstairs to a bedroom and they're going to town on her now. She. I should add a word about myself – the me of that time. I was not an introvert, nor was I exactly an extrovert, I was probably somewhere in the middle. I dated young women on a regular basis and had a reasonable amount of success with them. (Which means I bedded about twenty percent of them.) But in my particular building with one exception the women were aloof, or unfriendly, hardly acknowledging me when I spoke or smiled at them. The exception was a lovely dark-haired beauty who never failed. One day an older man appeared with an offer to do my back and after a brief pause to consider it, I agreed. After that there was always a man ready to apply the oil to my back and I admit the feeling of their hands on me often made my pussy respond and more than once almost caused me to abandon my secret pact of summer celibacy. Yet I resisted all temptation, and clipped our conversations to brief pleasantries. As the summer progressed I became friendly with a few of these guys and they always.