The bald man awaits Becky with an envelope.

"Ms. Howle," said the main by the door. Becky recognized him as the man handing out envelopes.

"What do I owe the pleasure, Mr...?" she asked, hinting that she didn't know his name.

"I have something for you," he replied, not taking the hint. He held a beige envelope, the same as Roger had received when they were at the will reading.

Becky took the envelope with a raised eyebrow, "What's this? Am I in the running for an inheritance now?"

"I'm sure the contents of the envelope will explain everything," the bald man replied.

Curious, Becky opened the envelope and pulled out the letter inside.

Dear Becky,

I have managed to convince the people here to allow you to join my while I go through the tests for the inheritance.

The condition is that you must follow their instructions. Do whatever they ask of you without question and we can be together soon. As long as you do as told without argument, they will accept you.

Love,

Roger.

P.S. They may ask you to do some weird things, but they promised me that they would take care of you.

The words were hand written and Becky recognized them as Roger's. The post script made Becky a little uneasy though. What sort of weird orders was she going to have to follow to get back to her man? She turned to the bald man and wondered if he knew what was in the letter. She folded up the letter and looked at him for a moment, then finally said, "Alright, what do I do now?"

The man looked to her as if assessing what her response would be, then instructed, "Remove your robe."

It was a daring instruction, but not completely out of Becky's realm of acceptable behavior. She's just shown her body to someone else in the bath, one more wasn't going to hurt. She shrugged off the robe and let it drop to the floor. With nowhere to rest her hands, she placed them on her hips and tried to look nonchalant about it. She stood and waited for the next instructions.

The man looked her over again, then nodded. He waved her to follow and she did, not even turning to pick up her robe. She did have her towel with her, but figured it would be frowned upon if she put it on. Instead she boldly walked down the hall, nude, desperately hoping no one came into the hallway to see her. Her hopes were dashed when someone popped out and looked around. Becky's heart stopped and she bit her lower lip to keep from running away for covering up. To her relief, it was Julie, who had already seen her naked. She was still shocked to catch her former bath mate in this state again so soon.

"What happening?" she asked Becky as Becky walked by.

"I'm trying to see Roger," Becky answered, still walking.

Becky heard a faint, "Oh..." behind her, but kept moving, worried that if she dallied she would lose her opportunity.

Becky continued down the hall until they reached the elevator. Becky was surprised to see Julie join them in the lift.

"I'm curious to see what happens..." she looked to the bald man and added, "If that's alright?"

The bald man simply nodded his consent and pressed a button. The lift lowered down several floors then stopped and opened. The man led the girl over to an ordinary looking door. He opened it and they walked inside. Inside was what appeared to be a public washroom with a row of stalls. The man opened the middle stall and signaled for Becky to enter it. Becky looked around, unsure. Julie noticed the hesitation and said, "Hey, if you're not comfortable doing this, we can just leave."