"Oh come on!" I interjected, "She'll not be able to work for ages and I think that this can be classed as an industrial injury. I think you should pay...her compensation." Compensation?" echoed Mr Haga incredulously. "Look, Ms Smith, you deal with the medical issues here and I'll handle the rest. She gets paid till yesterday and that's final!" and with that, he stalked angrily out of the room.I sighed. "Ah well, I tried..." I said mostly to myself as I returned to work.The sister muttered. “Brush your teeth,” I simply told her in response. Again my words were short and the tone was terse. Samantha just nodded in acknowledgement and did what I told her to do.When Samantha was done I had her lead me to her bedroom. Again this room was small but it was big enough to hold a double bed. The room was a little messy but I took no notice of it.“What do you wear to sleep in?” I asked Samantha curtly.“Nothing Daddy,” Samantha replied in a low voice, lowering her head and eyes as she. Perhaps I should leave and we can arrange another time if you want to?”Standing I thought well its now or never. Maybe I was pushing her too far. I moved towards the door.“I’m sorry Jake, please don’t go. I won’t tell you we will go any further than talking but I would like to sit and chat and get to know you better.”I walked the one step back to the chair, then sitting looked Jo-Anne in the face. She had what looked like teary eyes but she wasn’t crying almost but not quite. I leaned forward. There was dead silence in the room. Her hands were feathers as they continued to go back and forth over my chest and upper breasts. Then her hands went deeper. Her fingers slipped under my bra and lightly caressed my nipples. I moaned quietly my head back against the couch, my hands at my side.For minutes Anne silently massaged my back, shoulders, and breasts. At some point she unclasped my bra. I was barely awake, but her hands were starting to arouse my body. My legs parted slightly and I no.