" Then the young professor smirked, despitehimself, and added; "figuratively of course." Not funny!" I shrilled. ...~That evening, I walked to Krieger's front door on Javier's arm. I waswearing a silken cocktail dress with a pair of pumps that I was juststarting to get the hang of walking on. My jacket was clone arctic foxfur. Javier had depleted most of his savings buying these items for me. "My, don't you look glamorous," Deirdre had said when she saw me. I quickly recognized one of the clips which we use with a weight to hold down tablecloths when picnicing outdoors. He had removed the weight and replaced it with a long string. He showed me that the end of the string was fastened to one of those five ounce lead weights used by fishermen to weight down their lines. What could I do! I was helpless as he caressed my left breast and clipped the plastic devil into my helpless nip. The little moans and squirming brought on by the sudden pain failed. Dazed and frightened, her head shook negatively and she whispered "No, I mustn't," but it was all for naught as the voice beckoned her a final time and her hand, seemingly no longer her own, turned the knob and the door opened.The count, in a velvet robe, stood smiling."Come in my dear. I've been waiting for you." You!" she cried. "It was your voice I've been hearing. But how did you... ?" Let's just say i have a way with women. I call them and they come to me." But I don't want to be here. You. And yet she knew it was wrong. Not only was she April's supervisor. It was also fairly clear that April was centered in her heterosexuality, content with her boyfriend, not sexually obsessed like Laura, and almost certainly out of reach. This realization tormented Laura throughout dinner.April could sense that something was bothering Laura. "You feeling okay? You look real depressed. I hope it wasn't my cooking." Are you kidding? This was delicious. No... I guess I'm just tired," Laura said,.