I could imagine her hair at night, tumbling onto her breast as she slipped into bed. How I dreamt of getting into that bed with her; become a lesbian....I could tell she liked me too; often I caught her gazing at me.Then during a lunch break near the hall we’d got chatting and she told me she lived alone in the hills with just her dog for company. I asked if she got lonely in such a place but she said she always had her dog close to her; even in bed at night. Miss Panders said it would be nice if. As I get a grip on my surroundings, I can see Francine is locked in a glass room, her hands and ankles are also tied and she’s lying on a metal bed. She’s still fully dressed, thank god. The k**nappers where are they? I thought.Moments later the four men who took us reappear. One of them goes to the desk and makes a phone call, the other three stand outside waiting by the glass room.“Is this the office of His Excellency, The Ambassador?” He asks and then he makes his demands. “We have. He’s been down there for 5 years…after the 4 th year he stopped begging me to move down there. I remember the night before he left when he was crazy drunk and he was begging me to leave the next morning with him. He wanted me to drop everything and move to North Carolina with him. I probably would’ve done it too. Until, common sense hit me. After he called me 2 weeks ago, to tell me he was coming I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him. I have been so busy with work that I haven’t had. As it turns out it was Mrs. Cunningham shaking us to remind us of the ‘no PDA’ rule. I almost laughed in her face. Slow dancing and she was worried about a kiss. We broke apart but Mary Ann never let go of my hand. I was glad of that. I liked holding her hand. We made our way back to the table and to Eddy. He was just grinning like the cat that ate the canary.“Five Minutes, Homie! You were kissing for five whole minutes.”Mary Ann and I stared at him like he was nuts. It wasn’t that long, was.