"Thanks," I said."So what does your fianc? do?" he asked."Oh he's studying ay University to be a chemist," I replied."Ah he's in a similar line to us,... he responded his hand moving on to myknee as I froze a little."Eh yeah I suppose," I stuttered as I took an nervous drag from mycigarette and blew out some smoke."I could help you," he went on "How's that," I asked."Well," he said moving a bit closer to my ear."I could get him started in the business maybe a research post with mycompany good. She talked to me about her life, in high school and college, sometimes touching on her love life. I guess I was a sympathetic ear for her. I did not mind, not at all. Then one day... “Rick, can you help me? My hair is stuck in the zipper of my blouse.”She had started leaving her hair down much of the time. Personally, I liked it that way much better, even if I never said so, at least at first. The zipper was in the back, which I ended up having to completely unzip, slowly removing the hair. Her. "You... you wouldn't!" I would!" Hammer snapped back. "Unless you agree to give your precious little body to whomever I say." No! I won't!" Sue said desperately. "I can't let you turn me into a... into a thing!"She believed, she hoped, Hammer was only bluffing. Sue looked toward Glenda for help. Certainly such a fine-looking woman wouldn't let something like this happen to another woman right in front of her!But Sue was in for a shock, in more ways than one. "She's a stubborn little bitch,". He cleared his throat and tried to speak. She cut him off with a mirthful laugh. “I don’t blame you for not remembering who I am. I’ve changed! No more braces or glasses or clunky shoes. And I’ve filled out a little since then.” She swayed her hips and thrust out her chest, watching his eyes widen in appreciation. Then suddenly her face drooped and she looked sad. “It almost killed me when I heard that you’d married that.. that..” She didn’t finish her thought.“I’m.. I’m sorry..”“Oh,.