’ We pulled into their driveway around eight o’clock, still light outside with the evening sun of early summer. I switched off the engine. ‘Ok...y. Here’s the deal,’ I said. Kaylee caught me in her skeptical blue gaze, back immediately straightening at my words. ‘First off, none of that.’ Her eyes narrowed. ‘None of what?’ ‘That,’ I said. ‘No tensing up because you don’t think you’re going to like what I have to say. No pushing back, no sharp looks, no sarcasm. When you open that door in a. "Meadows continued unabated."How did you meet Mr. Almond? And how did he come to be in your employee?" he asked.I thought for a moment."We met in back in Baltimore," I said. "I worked as a financial analyst and Mr. Almond was assigned during a trip I had to take to Europe. He spoke several languages fluently and he was very good with numbers. I spoke no languages fluently — perhaps not even English — and it was my first trip for Innovative — that's the company I worked for, Innovative Financial. Let me give you something to think about." With that, she took a 2 litre bottle of water from the mini bar. She gripped my nose in one hand, thus keeping my head still and forcing me to open my mouth, and forced me to drink the entire bottle. I wondered for a moment if the water was also d**gged, but then suddenly I understood the torment she was inflicting - within half an hour I would desperately need to pee, but would have to wait another two and half hours in agony before I could.She got up. He poured me a Bacardi and Coke. As we sipped our drinks we chatted a little more, although most of the talk was from him, I just nodded, smiled, blushed occasionally and gave one word answers. He then asked me how old I was, I told him 18, I lied. He didn't question it. After a while he asked if he could sit closer to me. I agreed. He shuffled his kitchen stool right up close to me and put his hand on my thigh. I felt a tingle race through me, this was it, I knew at that point I was going to.