"Come and give me a bed bath" said the voice.In my mind I didn't want to but somehow I felt compelled to obey. Iwalked over to where he was lying in h...is bed and I prepared a washcloth. I started to wash him, his face, his arms and his chest."I've something else down here sweetheart that wants washing" he said.I desperately did not want to see what he had down there, but somethingwithin me was craving it. I tried to fight to ignore it, but I justcouldn't help myself. I pushed down his blanket. But the next morning Evelyn Chadwick was completely naked when she greeted him for breakfast.He couldn’t keep his eyes from her remarkably preserved C-cup breasts and neatly trimmed auburn bush. And he couldn’t help but notice that when his penis embarrassingly pranged to an immediate erection and made a prominent bulge in his pants Evelyn smiled demurely as her eyes went directly to his crotch. Her husband with a slight potbelly who was standing naked with his stubby, uncut penis poking. It was extremely dark, with a light mist also having come down, and through the dark/mist, I could see the shape of a man crouched down some twenty feet or so away. He was silent; but as he could see us, he must have known that I could see him approaching.I presume he was nearing us slowly to see whether we would object or not, again presumably ready to run away if we objected. My wife had her eyes closed, caught up in her orgasmic delight. I found myself immediately even more excited at the. And who is responsible for getting me here? And where do I go from here. This wouldn’t seem any safer from the Japanese for an official American than Malaya was.’ ‘All good questions, Madame. You are in the Grand Palace in Bangkok.’ ‘The Grand Palace,’ Ada said with a gasp. ‘The Thai king’s . . .?’ ‘Yes, his palace, but he isn’t here. He’s safely in Europe . . . on an extended stay at a health spa. You could say that he finds not being here just now good for his health, but you’d have to be.