"Melissa gave me this for you. Ben drew it for you." It wasa picture of a boy, a woman (or a taller boy in a skirt with long hair,body definition no... being a 3-year old's strong suit) and what I assumedwas a train. Someone wrote, "Dear Jessica" and "Thank you," with ascribble underneath.I smiled. "Tell her I love it and thank you. Tell her to tell Ben it'sgoing in my office."Jess smiled. "You made some impression because she told me somethingelse. She looked me in the eye and said, 'What. I told her that I didn’t like whores, because they only really care about money, and they’ll sleep with anyone. I told her that she was someone special to me, that despite all the sexual demands I made of her, she was more than just a woman to service my needs, she was my wife. She smiled and spoke softly. ‘I love you, too.’ We kissed, a long time, and touched each other as she knelt between my knees. After a while I put a hand in her hair and lowered her head. She easily slipped down, catching. Now that she was free, Leah realized she was trembling. For the first time since her transformation, she was afraid.“Wow,” the boy said. “That’s a lot.”Leah prepped herself to bolt. Now that she had space, escape was possible. In his partially drained state, he would likely be a lot slower. Still, something held her back.“So, what are you going to do?” She asked.“Help you,” the boy said.Leah gaped at the boy, utterly flabbergasted. Help her?“Help you and your -- What did you call them?. ?What’s come up? Where are you? And why are you on speaker???Look Susan, it’s nothing???Nothing my ass!!!? Susan cut Karen off ?You tell me what’s going on, right now or I swear???Ms. Dunn, please let me explain.? A decidedly masculine voice cut in. ?My name is Jason Black. I’m afraid Karen came to my home to deliver a report, and decided to take an ..uh, self guided tour.??Shit?, thought Susan, Karen’s curiosity had finally gotten her in deep.?Now Karen doesn’t want to lose her job and to be.