?I’m so exhausted, my boss is wearing me down.? relied Tracey. ?The problem is she has no secretary and I’m picking up the slack. I got to have so...ebody in there tomorrow or I may be toast!?said Tracey. ?Maybe I could do it Mom, I do have a business degree.? replied Madison. Tracey hesitated, it was an idea but she really didn’t want to expose her little girl to that oppressive boss. Brenda wouldn’t mistreat Madison because I would protect her, Tracey thought to herself. ?Well Ok honey, we can. “It seems fine now.” I looked at my reflection the mirror and caught her looking at me. I regained my concentration and examined the dress. It did fit well and I thought it would be fine for an evening out. A cute black number, the sort you can wear just about anywhere. Add some pearls and heels and you look a million dollars. I looked back at the young girl and asked if the store sold shoes. "Yes, what size are you? And what style are you looking for?" "A size seven, black with a four-inch. By instinct, I closed my eyes, and allowed my body to lean on his. My head tilted and landed on his shoulder. Noticing that I was obviously not posing any resistance, my new friend began sneaking his left hand through the rear part of the waist of my pants until it was firmly planted on my right ass cheek. He squeezed it hard.I should have been scared. And I was. I felt it was all happening so fast. I had somewhat forgotten how good it felt to be completely objectified by a stranger; a. Both Ray and Dana smiled."I am still having trouble sleeping. I sleep fine, but every now and again I'll startle awake," Ray admitted."Is it like one of those falling dreams?" Mike asked."No, one minute I am sleeping, next it's like a jolt and I'm up." Is there a thought that you wake to?" No, other than why the hell am I awake?" Ray responded."How often?" the counselor continued."Well I can't really tell you for sure. But not anywhere as bad as before." Okay Ray. You still sleep in your study.