What happened after she might escape or be rescued somehow from all this, would depend upon Fate.Then she began once more to think about the possibili...ies of escape. First, she had to attempt to figure out just what sort of people were Paul Harshman and Jonas Stillwell.Pal had handled some pretty difficult patients in her short career. Some of them had been termed impossible by other nurses, but Pal had managed them by trying to analyze their problems.She would have to analyze Paul and Jonas. Collins stared at the sobbing youngster for a few moments with her hard gray eyes and spat, "I can see that a demonstration is in order, so if you'll stop bawling I'll show you what a well built woman should be wearing!" Both mother and daughter then sat gape jawed while the stern mistress began removing her own clothes! When she was finally down to her bra and panties, Carla Collins offered, "Now this is the type of bra Britt should be wearing at all times, it is under wired and definitely. You're still seeing that James guy, right?" "Ugh, I'm ok I guess." she sighs unhappily. I can read her well and I notice that she's already nearly finished with her wine. "Oh! Well I'm convinced Mom" I tease. "Seriously though, talk to me Mom." Well, James is nice enough I guess... but he's rather tame. He's just so... button-down. Not my usual type at all. We're up to our seventh date, and..." She hesitates; and when I look down, I see that she's blushing again. "Oh, I can't believe I'm saying. It was then that she realized her power over all guys. She started dressing sexier. She went away to college. We broke up. I saw her a few months later. She had a black boyfriend on the basketball team. It didn't bother me. Nothing she did bothered me. I saw her at a bar a few months later. He was there. But she was talking to me. She didn't want me to break up with her. She wanted to marry me. She went back to him and kissed him and turned her head to see if I was watching. Of course I was..