I am mesmerised by Janet'sfear.??????????? She is squirming, unable to staystill, unable to get free. Her feet stamp and paw endlessly at the wood tha...surrounds her, frantic attempts to somehow stave off the advancing flames.There is less smoke, now, as the fire burns hotter and cleaner, rising airstirring her strawberry-blonde hair, like a breath of summer wind. Sweat dripsfrom her face, clusters in droplets on her bare breasts.??????????? Another gust of wind, and fire jumpsat her. A flurry. Is that all? No? Something concerning a patient? Ah, yes, Mr Leung. Terribly sad case, I'm sure you'll agree.Very severe psoriasis, yes. His temperature was soaring, and he was beginning to hallucinate when I visited him yesterday morning. He was calling out and muttering, so I gave him some fluids and checked his dressings.Routinely, I have to bed-bath him and apply the creams afterwards.What about yesterday in particular? Ah, well.... I bathed him , as usual, with lukewarm water and oilatum,. I tell her, “Sharon, take four fifties out of my wallet so you can take a taxi to and from your home today. You’re too tired for me to be happy with you driving.”“Master, my car’s at home, and I’ll need to drive it back.”“Offer the removal men bringing your stuff back here a fifty dollar tip each if one will drive you back in your car. He can follow the van back. I don’t want you driving today. Understand?” She nods yes. “If they can’t do it, leave it there and we’ll get one of the hotel. What I didn’t know was that, behind the almost-closed blind in the office window next to the copier, an eager audience was awaiting my humiliation!I’m supposed to be fixing the copier but I can only stand there and gawp as the deliciously-lovely Miss Michelle pulls bits of machinery off it, jiggling Her lovely cleavage as She does. Without thinking, I’ve got my hand through my overalls pocket to get my stiffening knob upright. God knows what the girls next door are thinking, watching Wanker.