Tremblay," she began, "I apologize for causing you anyinconvenience the last..."I quietly cut her off. "Julieta, before you start, there are some thin...gsthat you should know." I sipped my coffee and nibbled on the pastry."First, I made some deadman's switches. I've left a lengthy telling ofmy life and of the sins of Ms. Candice Bryceland and her lackeys inseveral trusted hands. If they don't hear from me each week, then theyrelease the story. To the media. On-line. On all social media.. She leans forward and I can’t help but stare at her beautiful breasts. She is wearing a low cut shirt today that shows off her breasts rather well. As I stare at her breasts I can’t help but remember what they feel like in my hands and how she moans when I suck them. I start getting slightly wet remembering all the fun I have had with her recently. “Annie…..Annie….Annie” I vaguely hear her say. “What?” I ask. “Have you heard a word I have said?”. It was an incredible turn on. I loved our relationship and thought that the sex just couldn't get any better. Little did I know how wrong I was! I was in the basement of our house exercising one day and Shanice and her girlfriend Ebony were in the kitchen having coffee. I don't think they knew this but I could hear every word of their conversation. They were chatting away about stuff and I was sort of following along when I heard Ebony ask Shanice what it was like to be with a whiteboy. I was. First, people tend to know each other in the local public baths. Second, there is little privacy with everyone out in the open in a confined space. So, the best bets are hot springs with daiyokujo (literally, “large bathing place) which vary in size and layout. The ideal is kashikiriburo (private reserved baths) where you can have a hot spring bath by yourself in a locked space.” “The secret, I found, was to find out when the daiyokujo was least crowded. At a typical ryokan, or traditional inn.