He smiled, removing his hat, intelligent pale blue eyes alert, looking at her. With a smile, he extended his hand.“Hello, Betty. I’ve come to have...a chat with you.”From years of politeness, Betty shook his proffered hand. She noticed his fingernails were spotlessly clean and trimmed, his hands liver-spotted. His grip was warm and dry. “Hello.”“May I come in? I don’t suppose I could impose on you for a spot of that tea you’ve just made? I’m rather parched.”“Of course. Please come in.” Betty. It felt real strange standing there knowing I was naked under the apron. At least it was heavy enough so you couldn't see through it. Mrs. Russell handed me a cool damp washcloth and told me to wipe myself off real well. She turned her back for me as I did that and I rinsed the washcloth out in the sink. She handed me a little towel and told me to dry myself real good and I did. She then handed me some tissues she had sprinkled some powder on it and told me to pat myself with it all over my. More

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