Although she now accepted that Chris had forgiven her attitude and actions against him and wanted to put them behind, she couldn’t quite accept that...for herself. Her entire self-concept and picture of her world had been overturned and she was still shaken and having trouble adjusting.The threat of a body swap with Deb had begun it. Suddenly forced to imagine herself in Deb’s place was a profound trauma to her sense of self-identity and worth. The realisation that the beauty that was the. I can tell him you use condoms, and I can easily make it look like I’ve had sex. Could we just meet? I want him to suffer for this, and I don’t want him trying to find me another man. We could meet for longer and longer until he gets pissed off about the whole idea and calls it all off.”“OK,” I said, liking the idea instantly: who wouldn’t with Rachel? “I can take you out for meals, we could go to the theatre, or concerts. We could go for walks now the weather is getting warmer. We could simply. "Vixen blinked at him and laughed. "Housemother, me?" She poked herself in the sternum."Sure," he said, handing her a Utica Club beer. "You get room and board and $120 a week. Job is mainly supervising the staff, the cook and her helpers and the janitor and his weekly clean-up crew. Oh, and some shopping and chaperoning." But I've got this day-care job, and I promised the lady."The young man poured down some beer and wiped his mouth. "You might be able to do both. After breakfast, there's. I looked at him and saw his eyes roll as he muttered something that sounded like the word “stupid,” except that didn’t make any sense.“It will protect you from sunburn,” he growled. “We need to get the rake hooked up to the Deere.”He stalked off and I looked down at my tank top again. I never described myself, except to say I have big boobs, but the rest of it matters, at this point. I’m not tall, standing at just under five-seven. My hair is dark brown, with what my mother calls natural copper.