I said why not I can do it. He told where his house is saying that his wife will show me the guest room as she has the key for the room. I said okay a...d I thought I should do a good job as he trusted me with this work. I thought if I do well, then I will get his good graces, possibly an increase in salary. So I was ready for the job. Thinking that I left to his house on my motorcycle.I somehow found the place and I entered the house. I rang the doorbell of the house. It was a somewhat a big. I actually stayed nine more years, but this story is about the first year after the blowup.My work went well. My new company worked at the state of the art in Aerospace electronics and I had a lot of catching up to do.Moving around the offices in the normal course of duties brought me frequently into close contact with Dianne. Although I was careful to make no overt moves, it was clear to me that she was well aware of my attention and reveled in it.One day, out of a clear blue sky, she came to. If my mom was afraid my dad would find out she went about her activities I could not tell because the post man came over every day for lunch and I heard them fucking all the time. I would always come out of my room to listen. As soon as the bed started to creek I could hear them talking and how he would said he loved coming over every day to see her. I wished I could see them because I knew something nasty was going on. One day as he was leaving I hid in the restroom as it directly across from. She frowned, wondering for a moment why they thought Jane was in a coma. The thought passed quickly though and she left the station after putting in an hour or so on some of her paperwork. She knew she should be at the advanced class with Sensei, but she'd begged off so she could come and do this. She hadn't yet told Sensei what was going on -- or what she thought was going on. She'd probably have to at some point. Not that he would pry, but she didn't like lying to him as she had today, if for.