The ground felt cold on her bare feet as she crossed from the carpet of the hall to the kitchen. Her hand traced over the long matching marble counter...as she found her way to the double door refrigerator fixed against the back wall. Like all of the other appliances around her it was gleaming stainless steel. Zoe reached for a handle on the front of the refrigerator but found nothing to grasp. Squinting her eyes and looking closer she found that except for a pencil thin line separating the two. Christina turned around. "No, I got it. Did your mom go to the store?" I nodded and leaned against the counter."So, how old are you now?" she asked."Twenty. I'll be twenty-one next month though," I replied."Oh boy, you'll be drinking," she said. She then grabbed two glasses and filled them with egg nog. "Might as well get ahead of the game." Thank you," I said taking the glass."Cheers," she said holding up her glass. I sipped mine, but Ms. Christina swallowed all of hers. I wondered what else. . what?... where?"The lovely blonde looked haggard, worn, her tear stained face showing fear, her behavior seemed erratic, confused. She seemed unable to focus."Come on Honey," Jan said patiently and lovingly, taking Sheila by the hand and leading her to the elevator.As the doors closed, Jan read the directory posted on the wall and pushed the correct button.As the elevator began it's journey, Sheila suddenly slipped to her knees and held out her arms. Jan embraced the trembling woman, offering. The next morning I felt better. It was going to be the last day of Caroline’s vacation. She had told me she would be back on the next evening.Before dinner I asked Victor to go next door to feed the sweet Doberman. I stayed home feeling a little frustrated. I did not want to go there and again be fucked wildly by Bandit.When Victor and I finally went to bed, I was wearing a light cotton baby doll that just came to my knees. I rolled turning my back to my husband, but a few minutes later I felt.