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I join Jericho on the motorbike and we make our way down several increasingly smaller roads until we reach the base of a jungle hill.
I have to decide between wearing the sweaty clothes I'd worn since Calgary or the towel... As I'm lying on the couch, I'm having thoughts of Lynn seeing and looking at me, naked. When I do, I notice something I didn't seen last night..suitcase is in a room across the hallway.I explain that my teaching job isn't to start for another week."I show you the sights, man, no worry." Eating is a challenge as I have to do my best to keep my eyes off of Lynn."Come on, man, you sit behind me," he says so I hop on the back of the bike.I'm not sure what to do with my hands, but Jericho grabs them and puts them on his hips.We see three other people as we approach a path beside a stream.
I had no idea Vietnamese have tattoos, but these three have enough between them to make up for it!She has beautiful, straight, dark hair which flows down to her waist.I can tell, immediately, she isn't wearing a bra as the outline of her nipples clearly stands out against the fabric of her thin shirt.The hallway light allows me to slightly make out the dark color of her perky nipples and I have to force myself to make eye-contact. I take, what feels to be, the best shower of my life, despite the facilities. Five seconds feel like five minutes before I regain my senses and close the door. I'm still standing here, naked and without a towel, and my lifeline is gone. She's wearing her homemaker clothes, again, and reaching for some tea on a lower shelf.After I finish, I feel refreshed and cool for a change. I open the door and, as I do, I notice the towels are hanging on the wall on the other side of the door. Lynn must think I'm a perv, now.' I dry myself off and it dawns on me that I've got another problem... I wrap the towel around my waist and search the house. I don't want to traumatize Lynn anymore and I can't risk opening random doors lest I walk in on the parents and have them think I'm a pervert, too. I realize my towel has opened during the middle of the night and I'm, once again, fully exposed. ' I decide to open my eyes, again, and when I do, I notice she has a hand on her shirt while checking me out. ' We make eye contact; she turns red and runs out of the room.As the lunch wears on, I can feel my eyes getting heavy, the jetlag is starting to catch up to me. I'm stuck here without a translator.' I mime the action of taking a shower, Lynn giggles at me then waves me along.