I was getting nervous for a minute after hearing a belt buckle unlatch and zipper being pulled down. I sat on the edge of the bucket peeking through t...he hole curious as to what is happening on the other side of the hole. Just as I leaned forward to spy through the hole a semi erect cock poked its way through stopping inches from my face. "That's incredible" I whispered barely audible to my visitor through the wall, before scooting closer to the wall. I paused to inspect his thick plump cock. I would never go so far as to say I was fat, but I'm definitely on the curvy side.So, with my hair braided so it didn't frizz everywhere, my DDD's encased in a sports bra that gave support and comfort without that nasty wire that jabs you at every opportunity, my hips and butt tucked into a pair of not totally unsexy underpants (Remember Bridget Jones Diary? NOT the granny pants!) and the whole lot covered with a light but hopefully attractive emerald green summer dress, I took a taxi from my. I tried to look at the room afresh. The body bowed forward as if worshiping a long forgotten deity, which may well have been the case. The unfinished books, the obsession with longevity. It seemed ironic that a man performing some ritual in the quest for immortality should die in the middle of it. Then again, maybe he died at the end of it. Was completing it his destined task? All those books he could have finished. Perhaps so long as he hadn’t completed the ritual eternity might have been his.. ’ ***Nin was out when I got back to the hotel, she had been visiting friends in the bars in which she used to work. I fretted for a while, worrying about what was to happen. In the end I went for a swim in the roof top pool. It was the only way I could think of to get my mind straight. The repetitive discipline of swimming lengths; the breath control, the focus on technique, the water flowing over your body, and the colour of the water through your goggles pushes aside everything else from your.