The elevator came to a stop, and the door slid open, “I think you’ll love this place. First, let’s look at the living room.” As we emerged fro... the elevator into the apartment, I moved my arms wide to show him the room, twirling. He walked out and looked around nodding his head. He would run his hand over a table or chair, then run the hankie over the same place, a neat freak I guess. “Over here is the fully stocked wet bar, of course, it will be your responsibility to restock it when the need. " I informed him."You, I do not like. Move your car," he said angrily.We were both standing beside my car. He obviously came from a culture were a woman would never raise her hand to a man. "Fuck you," was my reply.He decided that he could beat me into submission, but he got a real surprise. Like men everywhere, when dealing with a woman, he drew back to slap me. The thing Reggie had taught me in the gym was to look for the telegraphed blows. Knowing when and where they were coming, was the. "I also had to sign a confidentiality clause a mile long. I think he has been through a rough patch with dishonest people. He implied he wanted someone new that he could rely on - and was willing to ensure I wouldn't look elsewhere for better pay." Well, that's fair enough. What does he intend to pay you?" her mother asked"£500 a week," Jennie replied. "That's £400 after tax!" Jesus!" her mother exclaimed, for the second time forgetting all about not taking the Lord's name in vain. "That's more. I’m sorry if you’re mad. Maybe it was a stupid idea.”“You shouldn’t send me those kind of pictures; you should talk to me like an adult.”“Are you going to tell Dad? Please don’t. He will freak out.”“I’m not going to share this with anyone, least of all your father.”“Thanks Mum.