And, naturally, such ‘encouragement’ did permanent damage.”Yulia felt sick.“But this method is no longer used?” she questioned with a concer...ned tone underpinning her words.“No, no, not any more. We are far less primitive nowadays. Come along.” She opened a door at the rear of the room, and stepped into a corridor. Yulia glanced at Olga, received a quick nod, and followed.The 'Bathroom' at Embassy of Belarus in Washington, D.C.A short walk brought them to another door, which Ludmilla opened, to. "She'd prepared one dinner and one light lunch the first time I'd been there. The other days I'd foraged for myself. "Okay, I'll be there the weekend after next." I'll pick you up at the airport," she offered."I'll rent a car because I'll be meeting with the builder, and I want to see Eva Patterson again."Adeline was so happy that I'd set a date to return, that she didn't object to my renting a car. Over the next several nights we reduced the remaining rules to two.I would never know everything. ”They unpacked their cameras and plugged in the cables just like the first time. They turned the cameras on and adjusted them. When they were all set up one of them said, “Okay, Sean. Ready to roll.”Sean smiled and said, “Okay, get this on film.”He turned to my mother and me and said, “You bitches get up and undress Brad. I want him naked.”I have a bad feeling about this. Brad does, too. I see the concern in his eyes.Mom and I got up and went to him. I bent down and whispered, “I’m sorry, Brad.. He took a step toward the toweled area."Dur!" she cried. "Brush off all the sand you have on you before you get on the towel!"He picked up her whisk broom, flicked it lightly over his lower thighs, knees, calves and ankles. Then he sat carefully on the towel, held up one foot at a time, and brushed off every grain of sand he could locate before allowing his feet to touch the material."Now am I decontaminated?" he asked with a smile, tossing the whisk broom down where he had found it."I hope.