“OK,” I said. “We’ve got three days left this week, so I’m going to try each of you in three jobs and then Friday afternoon, we can make som... decisions. May, you’re the oldest, right, so you go down to the mailroom and work there today. The guys can be rough and crude, but I’m sure you can take it, right, protect yourself and follow directions?”She nodded and smiled.“June, let’s try you in the art department. The guy in charge knows his stuff, maybe you can model for him. Can you draw? Letter?. I masturbated to that fantasy sometimes. I had never had sexwith a guy and had never wanted to, in the ordinary way; but somehowthe thought of dressing up like a girl and being treated like one...I was ashamed of that fantasy and kept quiet about it, never sayinganything to Joan--or, after I was married, to Sheila. It was myguilty secret. I never had a chance to live that one out; I nevermet such a man. Never looked for him, in fact. Still, at odd timesthe fantasy would resurface and get. Her nervousness was coupled with an intense feeling of excitement, knowing she was doing precisely what her mother had warned her never to do. For all she knew these guys could be convicted rapists, although she trusted Mike's judgement more than that. Still, the thought of being taken advantage of was not un-appealing to her."Relax Bridge, have a seat" Mike commented, as he handed Bridget an open bottle of beer. The foursome sat around the table, drinking beer and talking, making every effort. ." Er war ihr gefährlich nah gekommen, so nah, dass sie den Alkohol in seinem Atem riechen konnte. "Das, meine Liebe," hatte er gezischt, "ist mir aber sowas von egal, wo du das auftreibst. Hauptsache, du hast am Freitag das Geld, sonst..." -- "Sonst?" hatte Lisa tonlos gefragt, und ihr Vermieter hatte schmierig gegrinst: "Sonst müssen wir uns ein paar Alternativen ausdenken, meine Kleine... du wärst nicht die erste, hahaha....!"Das also war der Grund gewesen, warum sie die Wohnung so schnell.