Three years passed and she was out of sight but not quite out of mind as he did think of her occasionally. He was to meet her again during summer vaca...ion. She was studying and working part time at the library in M. College where he had started a research based postgraduate degree. Their meeting at the library desk had been unexpected for him as he had assumed that she would not have been there. Indeed this would have been the case only that she had found work there to pay her way through. Her plan was to hang out for about an hour having a couple of drinks. If nothing happened at that point she would head home, take a long bath and enjoy a quiet evening. About forty-five minutes later and halfway through her second drink she heard a familiar voice. “Well Hello Ashley, what brings you here tonight?” It was Professor Jones. She had taken several classes from him in college and always enjoyed them. Partly because he was a younger professor and more importantly he was very pleasing. ” She passed by me and with that our first conversation was over. She got the last word. I was in fucking love. * * * * * Heather began to integrate herself into the job more successfully in the next two weeks. She never was in the Inner Circle, but always hovered around it to remind us that she was in the company too. She even slipped in a few jokes about women to Markus and got a smile out of him. We never got around to another conversation in the early days, but that didn’t stop me from. Then Maria lookedclosely at me and then back at the road."You look better now. That was an ugly bruise. What happened?"Relieved to hear that she had been looking at my bruise earlier, nottrying to figure out if I was really a girl, I let down my guard."My father hit me." What?"From there it was easy to make up a bare bones story. Most of the factswere true, though I left my father alive and out of state. It explainedwhy I was living in Williston, why I had almost no money and why I wasso.