His desk was somewhat cluttered but I refrained from looking at the files on his desk. Part of it was because I understood I probably was being watche.... The other part is because his files were his business, not mine, and it would anger me to no end if I caught someone snooping through my things.When SAC Meadows came in to the room he didn't appear to view me as a piece of vermin or a sack of garbage that needed dragged to the curb. He smiled warmly and extended a hand in greeting.His voice. Put your hair in a bun. Under your dress you will only wear stockings, nothing else; they don't have to be garter style, you can use the high thigh, self-holding kind ... just make sure that you are naked under it and no bra. Got all that?"I said, "Yes, but I don't..." Brenda shouted at me before I could finish my sentence. "I don't care what the fuck you have and don't have! If you don't have something, get in your fucking car and go fucking get it! Now, tomorrow at 8 you're going to put on a. " Good to see you too, Beau. This is what we got."I told him the whole story and some of the charges he was to be booked with. I also told him he was to call the prosecutor to make sure that he wasn't released because of some screw up. That's when he gave me the news I hadn't heard yet. Trent had been released on bail because the FEDS thought he had turned and would cooperate. Now I was pissed and I asked if Doris had been told or warned that he was free. He didn't know, so I decided I would. It was a passion which I had to keep secret because it sounded weird even to myself. At one point in my career, I seriously considered becoming a doctor so that I could turn my dreams into reality. But then I thought the society could well do without a pervy doctor. Moreover, the medical profession meant much more than just using the stetho on young girls, and I didn’t like the idea of spending time with sick and dying people. So I moved on, and finally settled as a teacher at a higher.