I had the coffee percolating and breakfast finished as my mates arrived at the table.At seven I was at my desk with VCATS on one screen and SVOL on th... other. My first was to Victor to verify the placement of my 40 people next week.On Monday, twenty were leaving for Bamako Mali and twenty to Rabat Morocco bring the JBG staffs there to 40 persons each.Marcy would be happy because on Monday the State Department would be paying the salaries of those additional men.I paged both Ambassador Howard. ‘That first month when I came here, you mostly did a lot of numbers and eyes, four weeks ago you drew flowers and these last few weeks you’ve been doing eyes and squares. So yes, your hand speaks, but so does your face and your body…’ she continued. Disbelief was turning into an uncomfortable feeling of being studied, like a bug, and that feeling turned into something that felt surprisingly much like fear. As a therapist there were times when I couldn’t show my immediate reactions to what. " "Yes I likethat, good." She said.The rest of the week was hectic, moving my clothes, sorting them out,going to typing classes having laser hair removal on my body, trying tolearn what to do as a receptionist, by the end of the week I was sore allover from the laser hair removal, shattered from moving' and had my brainwas in a mush and I had sore fingers from learning to type.Sunday came and Mr. Holt came around to dinner which Mrs Carlson and Ihad prepared. When the doorbell rang I had to. She cried out in anguish but yielded and let her face move towards my crotch."You know you're going to love it," I said harshly. "Taste it and tell me how pleased you are. Tell me how you love it."As I pushed, her nose and cheek hit a puddle of mixed juices. She cried out and tried to beg, but I pushed her face down."Do it!" I repeated.With tears on her face, her tongue slid out into the mess. She cried out, and she tried to shake her hair free of my hand. I gripped tighter still and pushed.