‘Follow me,’ he ordered me in that deep voice, and I felt my legs obey unquestioningly. What was this? How could a drug do this? I must be dreamin....I followed him up the stairs and into a large bedroom, warmed by a cheerful fire. The room, large as it was, was dominated by a giant bed.Well, this man was huge. He would need a giant bed, I told myself. It didn’t mean anything having to do with me.But then he turned to me, tugging off his coat, and commanded, ‘Strip.’Even against my will, I found. “You really need a support group?” she asked, clicking her tongue in vexation at how much this had affected me.“I do, for all sorts of reasons,” I told her. “This all came out of the blue for me. Beth had checked-out emotionally, years ago. I found out she didn’t love me, she cheated on me, and she infected me with an STD - all on the same day. Then she left town and I was left to pick up the pieces alone. She didn’t exactly give our friends a fair picture of events, so they haven’t talked to. He doesn’t want the women to learn English. Whenever he’s around I speak to them in their own language and dialect. The rest of the time we all speak English. Gradually they learn English and we also have classes after work that Mr. Jones doesn’t know about. We have been doing it for years. Jane will still help with them. The women have the ability to speak English to shopkeepers. Many of them can now negotiate with the Council and Council Officials’ English is difficult.”“So I could speak to. She moves away from the man and sits up on her knees. “My turn,” she says with a grin.Alan wakes with a starts and lies there waiting for his heart to stop pounding. Despite the cool air, he is sweating and. He wipes the dampness from his forehead. He suppresses a groan and flips the covers down past his torso to cool off. He stretches his arms over his head, arching his back. Turning his head, Alan sees her lying on her back, sleeping soundly. The sight of her body arouses him. Her breasts are.