The plastic artist

I entered the house with the keys that the lawyer had given me, but I did not expect the shock that was going to get me. When I entered the main room, what I found was tremendous, especially because I did not expect to have to see with the naked eye the hidden charms of the plastic artist. He, for his part, was as surprised as I was. Without being able to do anything else in view of the embarrassing and unexpected situation, he only managed to cover with his hands what looked quite prominent in size and which had also made a great impression on me.

—Weren't you taught to knock on the door before entering, Miss What's Your Name?

— Well… I… uh… actually you are to blame, because you should have closed the bedroom door. Furthermore, I know that Mr. Barradas told him that I was coming and for that reason he gave me the keys to the house. The one who should have been ready to receive me was you. And cover up because you're going to get a cold.

—I think you're the one who has to leave the r