Tom handled everything alone, which didn’t leave any time for self-pity. During the day, he forgot about Hannah Roundtree, but at night she haunted ...is dreams. A penetrating gust made Tom shiver. The cold wind hinted snow. He turned and went inside. After a thorough cleaning, the old house smelled much better. The former owner, Tobias Wentworth, would never be mistaken for a hygienic man. Tom now thought of himself as the motel’s ‘new and improved’ owner. That was his goal and he focused all. "I understand, Sir. I won't fail," answered Gerald then he hung up."The man is a complete moron. You should never have left such an important project to him," said a female voice as a five-foot ten-inch raven-haired beauty walked into the man's office."He is serving his purpose, my dear. Don't worry. His life is nearly over anyway," said the man with a smirk.The woman walked over to the man and leaned down and kissed him."So what do you intend to do now?" the woman asked when she stood back. J. brought me in a list of the people he would use for instructors and after going over the list with him I gave it to the secretary. I told her to check to find out which Regiment each of them was with and get back to me with the list.Tuesday we had the new Training Syllabus printed up and again we went over it. I interviewed the new Tech Supervisor, Ken Willis and told him what I wanted out of him. I knew what I wanted was impossible but I wanted repairs made to get all Mechs on line as fast. My wifewas considered one of the sister's, but I felt like the odd girl out.Every night my wife would rub up against me and frown as my little sinstruggled to grow. I had not yet learned to control my urges.She liked it when my little nub rubbed against her vagina. She smiledat the reminder of what I once was and what I had surrendered for oureternal survival. Then one night, I could feel my love for her, but thenub did not grow an inch as she rubbed up against me. My wife noticed.She smiled.