Then cheese, bread, our little makeshift sandwich and more drinking from the bottle…the splashing of the water from the falls, the sky in the aftern...on beginning to turn pink…I looked around…the children and their families were gone…the two of us were very much alone…I looked at Percy. “This is why I come here at this time. For peace.” Peace, I thought, alone with a kind of peace… or if I was a piece…if only there was a book of verse with Old Khayyam…but a loaf of bread, a flask of wine here. Looking back, I think it was that I didn't like being characterized as not nice. That's really what he had accused me of.Nobody had ever accused me of that before, but maybe that was because they were afraid to say something unflattering to me. I hadn't thought of myself that way, but I guess I could understand how he could.The next afternoon I called Jennifer."Did he say anything about me, about what happened?" First, he would never say anything about what happened between you. He would. Jensen, she would not quit. He was disappointed but, asked if she would be willing to visit him on her lunch breaks. Since her hours were her choice, within reason, she agreed. Soon she had a regular job and a regular executive client that paid her $500 at least two or three times each week. After a couple of weeks Mr. Jensen asked if she wanted to help in staff a trade show on the weekend. He had some important investors on a new product with one if his clients. If she could keep their. " They both ignored me and continued to make really lewd remarks. "Come on you little tease. You know you want some sweet pussy." This said as they both continued to try to reach under my skirt or touch my hair. They were both bigger and heavier than me. I am on the petite side and they looked like they both worked out and rarely missed a meal. I stood up abruptly and ran toward the ladies room. I was frightened but had no idea what to do. I knew what to do when bothered by a strange man.