"Sir?" I asked, not wanting to believe he was asking what I thought he was."Get the rest of the crap off, bitch. It's time I decide whether or not you...re worth my time, and before I do that, I want you naked."I nearly peed my panties right there. From the expression on his face, I knew it was either take off my remaining clothes or have them forcibly removed. At least if I took them off myself, they'd probably still be in condition to be worn home."I knew you were a hot little bitch," he said. Fri&Sat, 1314 Downing Street, CALL IN ADVANCE 555-7834. Only three applicants per day.Fifty dollars for a few minute's work--so to speak? Not bad. And up to a grand? Sweet! You call the number provided and, after wrestling with the automated system, discover that you are the last applicant accepted for the day. Just under the wire! Now it's off to make some quick cash.It's a short trip down to the clinic. You know this neighborhood pretty well--strange that you've never noticed the clinic. “We all just received our re-sit results. We all got straight A’s.”“Oh my! Well, I’ll let you off this time, but no more displays of over-enthusiasm, particularly with members of staff,” she replied. “A word with you, Mr Howard.”“Of course, Mrs Goodfried.”“Oh don’t worry, it’s not about the girls display. It was clear you didn’t expect it,” she began. “It does appear your confidence in their abilities was justified though and I’m hoping you can put in a good word for the school at the next. That was noproblem. It took me back to the days pre-Maria, and before our moneytroubles began. I enjoyed housework. I was even starting to enjoyironing. It was therapeutic; it calmed me down; and I was sure itwould only be a matter of time before my empty mind would come up withnew ideas.The only other change was that our sex life wasn't quite as wild andpassionate as it had been. Still, apart from that, I was more or lesscontent... for a while...= = =Unfortunately none of these.