Knowing she wouldn’t be seeing Larry made the day ahead look a little less bright, but she figured she could manage. As had become her habit since s...e arrived at Fran’s house, she took a walk after finishing the breakfast dishes. While she walked along the road behind the cabins, she found herself thinking about Larry. The more she thought about him, the more she realized she was thinking about the young man as if they might have a future together. ‘Joanne Williams, you’re being a fool,’ she. Hackneyed!Or even Indonesia. Yawn!I wanted something really different and I figured Ihad found a way to go where very few had gone before.I was going to be a client of Acme Sabbaticals.Actually, my Dad was to be the client, since he waspaying. But he knew my personality and supported myneed to be different, He even supported this littleadventure I was proposing, but he certainly hadreservations.Acme (same name as the maker of all the fine productsthe coyote used to go after the roadrunner). These disturbing thoughts were interrupted as she continued apace."Now that?s settled, back to the business at hand, as I?ve said outsidework is now out of the question so you will assist Greta with houseworkand as such you will need a proper uniform and from what I see of thecontents of your ..ahem.... luggage, you have nothing remotely suitablefor working indoors as my houseboy. So I think these will do until wecan get you a proper uniform."She pointed to the bed where she had laid out his. You want to yell out, but you're scared, so you just stand there silently as he begins to touch you. You remain silent as he turns you around and his touching becomes more intense and intrusive. With each passing second your body is becoming his property and you don't like it at all. You feel nothing but his hands all over you. You try to squirm around and break free but it's not helping. Well, it's not helping YOU. The more you squirm, the more you can feel something very firm pressing against.