“It’s so good to finally see you,” I whispered in her ear. “You’re not disappointed?” she asked. She had always been so self critical of ...er looks. “You are lovely, Darling,” I said as I kissed her softly on her delicious lips. “Are you ready for dinner?” “Yes, I am starving,” she said, while still checking me out. “Our chariot awaits, Dear, “ I joked as I led her to my car. I opened the door and helped her in, not missing a glance at her legs as her skirt rode up to her thighs. As we rode. Riday, June 8, 1979After our morning cuddle and rapport, Bonnie, Missy, Sharon and I headed in to work for a while. We hadn't much more than got into my office before Ann came in."The police came by to see me last night," she told Sharon and me. "They wanted to know if I knew anything about my ex-husband getting beaten pretty badly yesterday afternoon. I assured them I didn't, and gave them the names of several people who knew I was at work when it happened." Did they say how badly he had been. Like . . .to feel.” Her thoughts: There! I’ve said it. Damn! “Do you get to feel that way often?” “It’s been a while,” she said. “My husband doesn’t really understand that kind of thing.” She lowered her eyes. Thoughts: So it’s like that? Well, here goes. “You’re telling your master that you were in the mood to read The Story of O and maybe even read it to him. Is that right?” Her thoughts: Oooooo! I haven’t even told him my name! And I don’t know his! (I would learn much much later, after. .. No, that’s not quite right, I wouldn’t have forced you to do this. I thought by telling your and Faith’s husband’s you two had to take the place of my two injured ladies they would be willing to pay the damages owed. Of course, we all know that didn’t happen.“In any event, Jolene is well enough to return to work so I have decided to allow you to return home now. As soon as Betsy is able to return to work I’ll send Faith home as well.”Charity looked surprised, perhaps a little sad. She.