Watson. You DO know I am only eighteen years old, just graduated from high school and have no plans for college. I own a farm and don’t have any of ...he qualifications to be invited to meet the President, right?” I might as well get all the facts on the table, right now. If they realized how much of a nobody I am, now, they might have changed their minds before they have to rescind the invite back in the states.It must have been my lucky day, because Brooks Watson smiled again. “Young man, I. This will help you relax and enjoy life more. It wasonly a barbiturate, and one dose will not harm you..."I could feel myself slowly starting to....float. Talk about freeassociation. My thoughts were slowing down, going this way and thatway, only to have each flitter away into the void. I was getting veryrelaxed, with not a care in the world. She knew when the drug fullytook effect, a I just slumped. All muscle tension left my body and Iwas left a puddle of goo.I watched, not that I. Less that tenpoints and I would be punished by an as yet unspecified means.My only problem was that her awarding points, or even minus points,seemed to be rather arbitrary. I asked her to explain her system andshe immediately gave me three minus points for speaking without beingasked. To keep tally, she kept a small book and pencil looped by a cordthrough her belt, so she could instantly mark what I had earned.Two days after I started these new maid duties, on the Wednesday, I wasinformed. “I very much enjoyed the time I spent with you and your daughter,” Russell replied.“Give me what I need, and you can have me, but just me. Not my daughter,” Beth replied.“That’ll work for me, but I do have one more request. I want you to set me up with Cynthia Stevens,” Russell said.After Russell saw the videos of Spencer’s cousin’s extremely hot and sexy wife and the beautiful sexy fifteen-year-old daughter of hers, he knew that he wanted to get to know them. Through one of his unsavory.