Can we leave it at that, for now?”“We can. You got the inventory data installed on the office computer?”“I did that; including the section you...left password-protected. I take it Mr. Dawes will have access?”“He has, and can alter the password to suit himself.”“Fine. I was confirming that surmise.”Everyone in the household was by now treating me as a friend, except for Mrs. Dawes. She still had this view of employees as semi slaves who had to be paid for their continuing servitude. The idea of an. The Light --a supernatural force which I could never hope to explain--saw it fit to bring me back to put a close to the case that had ate awayat my gut. It brought me back as May, the 16 year old daughter ofJoseph and Edith Sanders.It was quite a shock, let me tell you. One moment I'm bleeding out onthe floor of a gas station the next I'm in the back seat of the Sanders'sedan with long read hair tickling my nose and the weight of small, firmbreasts on my chest. It'd be enough to drive a. I thought that would be where I was most needed.I could sense trouble starting right away. Though Suzie stopped flirting with the men, they didn’t stop flirting with her. I witnessed several of them talking to her taking a lot of time studding her. she wore loose clothing, but her bra was gone, and her boobs bounced when she walked.I couldn’t blame the men for staring. They had been out at sea for some eighteen months. They were all heading back to their wives and girlfriends, and Suze was the. "Uh, I need something stiff", she mumbled as she stared at the young man in front of her. He couldn't have been more than seventeen, with messy blonde hair and a wicked, knowing twist in his smile. He leered at her lustfully when she spoke."I mean a stiff drink", she caught herself, "A vodka-tonic, please."Peggy never heard what Kay ordered. When the boy turned to face her sister-in- law, Peggy's eyes dropped down to the kid's crotch again. There was a nice bulge showing through his pants and.