Then Loba came out of the toilet with little anxiety and fear on her face. I smiled at her and asked to relax and sit on the bed and may tidy herself ...with makeup at the dressing table at the other end. Leaving her there I entered the toilet. Though just flushed, I tried to get some smell of her pee. I also relieved my self and removed my under wear to put back my pyjama only to give my dick freedom to enjoy the scene to come. When I returned, she was standing before the dressing mirror and. “I’ve checked around,” He said fixing me with a sharp look as he sat down in my client chair. “You do not enjoy a spotless reputation, Mister Taylor. I assume you are aware of that.”Bullshit, I wanted to say, but didn’t. I suppose in the larger view he was right, but I didn’t care much to hear it said out loud. I just looked at him and waited for him to continue.“Most of the people I talked to seem to agree that in spite of your other short-comings, you do know how to be discreet and you do. Anyway i pulled off my boxers and released my throbbing hard cock and started to rub the tip just then the door opened in my rush i had forgot to lock the door i was shocked and embarrassed to see my nieces friend stood there in her pj`s .I should explain my niece usually stays at my house on a weekend she is only young looking (18) but she is smoking hot about 5 ft 5 ichs tall long black hair 34 b breasts ( i know this from perving in her bag whilst she was out previously )a tanned complexion. That felt better. Using the luxury soap to lather my body I closed my eyes and raised my face towards the water. For a long time I just stood there, let the water wash away the soap. Then I reached for the shampoo, washed my long ginger hair. The towels were soft and fluffy. Careful I dried myself, stood in front of the mirror. I had gained some weight. My body was nearly back to the shape it had been before I had been living on the streets. Long and slender legs, flat stomach and nice b cup.