We were convinced that it was fake. But we were fascinated by it.Jean got back on the golden shower thing. I said " even if I did agree where the hell... would we do it. It will be a mess."Jean said " we could get in the shower."I was still against it. She said " it won't be much different then having cum all over you and it is easier to clean off."I didn't know what to say to that so I shout up. The subject was dropped at that point.One day while laying out at the pool Jean very calmly asked me. There was a gently tap on my shoulder, I turned and the small Asian boy said, 'This way maam', and I turned without reply and walked behind him, down a corridor with doors left and right of me, each with inhabitants doing something different.At last I stood outside my door and the boy gave a gently tap on it and it opened, to reveal two men, I turned to look at my friend, who introduced me to this inner sanctum, 'It's OK M', she said, 'it's your first time and they will guide you through it,. When you are there, we fight or ignore each other.”“I should have turned the keys over to you right away,” she admitted. “I wanted to surprise you by getting everything set up so it would be perfect when you moved in, then I wanted to get the deck, hot tub and pool finished and then it just never seemed like the right time.”“Plenty of time to show him around the property though, wasn’t there?” I prompted her.“I shouldn’t have done that,” she said. “I’m sorry.”“You’re too much. The house was. .." Bob started."Please, excuse me," Debbie said. Her voice was tight and her expression sad as she turned away, and began to hurry towards the house."Did I say something wrong?" George asked, watching Debbie's retreat with alarm.Bob smiled uncomfortably. "We're in the, um, payday business. Debbie... she gets uncomfortable when it comes up." Oh, I'm sorry!"Bob shrugged, eyeing George and Veronica to gauge their reaction. George smiled reassuringly, and said, "We're not ones to judge. If you're.