Why, would it be better if I did?” Another pause and Gaynor said, “You’d know more about that than me. She’s your wife and I’m just an old f...ame. What would she think?” “Don’t rightly know, Gaynor,” I said, truthfully. “She knew we dated for quite a time and that I was serious about you. But it’s so long ago. Not truly sure what she’d think about this call.” “What about a reunion?” That did halt the conversation. I tried to get my thoughts in order. “Hellooo. Still there, Richard?” “Oh, yes,. I had no defined job description. Bob Sellick referred to me on occasion as his General Manager, at other times Production Manager, and even Administration Manager. Yet my contract of employment contained none of those terms. This was Bob's way. By not defining an employee's position, it meant that there could be no standard pay structure, or employee benefits. Despite this lack of structure he was generous to those who worked hard for him, and indeed I had received some very good bonuses over. Top said he'd take care of thatand she raised her glasses to look at the camp again. There was only thesingle line of fencing that stretched between them and even though thewhole of the place was not visible from the main road she was certainthat whoever entered this place didn't see it like she was seeing itnow.When she first laid eyes on the camp just outside the small town ofEaston, she had felt a cold hand rise up from its grave and grip herheart.Buchenwald.The name burst like a mortar. He wondered about the fact that she had brought him pantiesinstead of men's under shorts. She came in regularly to check himover. He was looking forward to her coming in. She stopped in to tell him it was the end of her shift. Hethought it was unusual but that it may be hospital policy. Hemissed her when she wasn't there. The next day she asked him where his girlfriend was. He explainedhow every time he was interested in a girl and was honest with her,and eventually told her about his hobby,.