.. this is not where you want to grow old," Claire finished for him."Something like that," he smiled. "It's alright, but it's not New England. I love ...y seasons, and fresh seafood, and the foliage, and all that." What about Bob and Christa, and Erica?" Well," he shrugged, "the kid is going off to college in two years. Did you know she already skipped a grade? They wanted her to skip two, but Bob wouldn't let her because he figured the older kids would pick on her too much. After she's off to. .. All he said to me was, "It's time."It's time...Those two words had such a tone of foreboding and doom. Just the way he said it seemed to fuel my suspicions that I was being led to the hangman. With a deep sigh of resignation, I slowly rose and exited the cell. He grabbed me by the arm and briskly walked me through a series of corridors to where I had begun my incarceration. I was told to strip, shower and shave what little beard I had after which my street clothes were handed to me. They'd. Instead, I was well aware of the fact Brenda had her tight-skirted right leg pressed against my left one as we both leaned over the paperwork, picking out different promotional items. Then, as Brenda would sit back and enter the item numbers on her order pad, I noticed again how well she filled out the white blouse under her woman's business-suit jacket. I wasn't intentionally looking, but it was hard not to. Then, Brenda dropped her pen. As it clattered to the floor and rolled under my desk. She was dressed in a red silky dress that had a high collar. I think they call it a Mandarin dress, possibly due to the fact it looked very oriental. It was long and almost to the floor, but had slits on either side going almost to her waist. I could see her legs through the slits as she walked.Her legs were long and slender and clad in a natural color stockings. As she walked I could see the tops of the stockings and saw that she must be wearing a garter belt, due to the fact I could also see.