. . . . I found her half naked on the floor, playing with the tools and messing with the paint. She was very turned on, she even started putting the paint over her body and rubbing it all over her. I was amazed at what I saw. I couldn?t understand why she was doing that. Was it a culture thing? Did she not understand my instructions? Quite frankly, I didn?t care. I tried not to make any noise so I wouldn?t disturb her. I just stood outside the room peeking through the door opening enjoying the show. So . . . .