“Oh Mrs C, I am so sorry, really I am. I didn’t mean to upset you, I am as much to blame as Jenny, we just lost track of time. Please don’t stop...me coming over to stay, I love it here, I promise it will never happen again, Please”! “Susie, I love you like a daughter, but it is just not acceptable to behave in such a manner. Jenny was punished for coming in late smelling of alcohol. You have got off ‘scott free’. Do you think that is fair”?Susie didn’t like the way this was going but meekly. Almost as soon as I had the thought, I felt a small pucker form under my finger. My God,I remembered thinking as I drifted to sleep again, she can read my mind.I woke as Candy pounded on my door, yelling at me to come to dinner. I got up, pulled up my pants, and went to eat. The slime was back in her tub. I ate quickly, and returned to my room, trying to wrap my brain around this 'relationship' I'd stumbled into.For some reason, my room looked a lot cleaner than usual, no dust, no scraps of. He was wearing the yellow robe of a Buddhist monk. It was obvious the man was meditating. The young monk said, “He will be with you in a minute.”“Thanks,” Oscar said before discovering that the young man had already walked out of the room. He shrugged his shoulders before turning to examine the elderly man. Bending down, Oscar tried to look under the man. He frowned and shook his head.The elderly man opened his eyes and watched Oscar for a minute. Curious, he asked, “What are you doing?”“I. As we caught our breath together, I figured I was probably the luckiest uncle on earth. I got up and quickly unfastened the rope that held her neck down, and I untied her wrists. Katy pulled her hands together, and massaged her wrists while she flexed her neck. I released her ankles, and helped her to sit down and regain her composure. “I’ll be back with some ice water,” I told her, as I got up. “And another drink,” she added.As we sat together sipping our scotches, Katy told me she’d like.