We barely ever saw her though. I was glad that she was home now. “What is it Neska,” She asked me in kind of a worried tone. I was not one to real...y talk to anyone. I had talked less then a few sentences to Natasha in the last couple years. “Is something wrong.” I walked into her room and motioned for her to shut the door behind her. She closed the door and made her way back over to her bed and sat down on the edge. I paced back and forth for a moment, trying to figure out what to say to her.. PUT ME IN CHARGE...Put me in charge of food stamps no cash for Ding Dongs or Ho Ho's, just money for 50-pound bags of rice and beans, blocks of cheese and all the powdered milk you can haul away. If you want steak and frozen pizza, then get a job.Put me in charge of Medicaid. Then, we'll test recipients for drugs, alcohol, and nicotine. If you want to use drugs, alcohol, or smoke, then get a job.Put me in charge of government housing. Ever live in a military barracks? You will maintain our. "Spells -R-Us". "So do you want something for that nasty allergy?" I was going to stop at the drugstore I though was located here? " She smiled."We have quite a line of imported, high-quality herbal and medicinal preparations, much more effective that the animal-tested stuff they sell over the counter." I looked at her, and the itch returned.When the next round of sneezing stopped, she was standing severalfeet back. "Sorry, I just can't help it. I guess I'd better be going." "Hey, wait,. For me the whole thing had been about sex; no emotions were factored in. Meanwhile, a relationship had developed between Meredith and Erica, which I thought that I understood Friday night watching them through the window but now questioned after Meredith’s actions during my “punishment”, the private session we had afterwards, and what went on after dinner. I was still awake and ruminating when I heard a soft knock on my door. I looked at the bedroom clock; it was almost one a.m. “It’s open,” I.