Just that she was going to do it because Jess told her- no, that’s not right. Because Jess ASKED her to. Jess even made it clear that it was her cho...ice and she could do what she wanted in the end. And, in the end, she was going to work bra-less and panty-less in a school-girl skirt. She packed her lunch into a plastic grocery bag along with the banana Jess had given her.She decided to walk to PetHub that morning. She normally drove, but it was only about a mile from the apartment and she had. “Sauna is on Anderson, ready soon, I kind of feel like having a sauna also, would you mind if I join you?” Anna asked me. It is often done in these regions for these kinds of requests; even if it is the lady of the house, nothing odd about it. So I told her that it was fine of course.About 20 minutes and a nice conversation later we picked up the necessary refreshments, mostly beer, from the kitchen and walked towards the sauna.We undressed, opened up a beer and went into the ‘hot house’.Oh. They had both completely forgotten about Emily, so intent were they on each other. But there she was, lying in the doorway on her back, her legs tucked up so her feet were on the floor and her knees spread wide. She still wore her small bikini, but both of her hands were inside her bottoms, slowly massaging her mound. One tit hung out above a bra cup that had been pulled aside. She seemed totally unaware of their presence, her eyes shut tightly, her mouth moving in silent conversation.Gregg. Nonsense. He looked down at me, a look that I knew meant assessment, but of what I couldnt tell. He must have trusted whatever he found, because he went on. Some people say that if I didnt want people climbing over each other trying to get my autograph or going out of their way…and getting into mine… trying to take my picture and the other stupid crazy stuff people do, then I shouldnt have become an actor. I see their point, but I also say that hundreds of thousands of other people get to do.