‘Hi Nicki, this is Liz at the agency. Are you available today? One of our clients has been let down and they really need someone with keyboard skill... to start at 9:30 this morning. In about an hour.’ ‘Um…’ My mind was racing. An hour. Shower, dress, coffee. ‘Where are they based?’ ‘That’s the thing.’ said Liz. ‘They’re just around the corner from you.’ She gave me the address. I knew the place. ‘Sure–No problem. I can be there in an hour. Who do I ask for?’ ‘Larry.’ Liz replied. ‘Larry Higgs.’. In the mean time, Come over to the house and get enough clothing and your belongings to last you for a while." Why don't I just come home, so we can talk?" I asked."Because, my attorney doesn't think talking would be very good for us right now," he said."What attorney?" I asked."Joyce, you and your friends are in a lot of trouble," he said. "I went to the clinic. They found traces of a date rape drug in my system. I'm considering pressing charges for that. And whether or not I do that. I'm. Slowly, perhaps reluctantly she reached out and placed her free hand in mine. I felt a momentary pleasant little tingle when her skin first touched mine but I ignored it.I noticed her bedroom door was open and I led her into the room. I knew there was the risk that she might interpret my taking her into the bedroom as my intent on taking her up on her offer to have sex with me, but I felt it was worth the gamble in order to get her to start feeling that she was the one in control of her body.I. "The waiter came to the table for drink orders. I ordered Jack on the rocks while Cindy ordered a glass of the house white wine. He left menus on the table.Our conversation was a ballet of communication. Neither of us blurted out our past history, but bits and pieces of our personal jigsaw puzzles started to fit. Cindy had never been married. She was "happy" living by herself.The food preparation and presentation was extraordinary. We shared appetizers of escargots and Coquille St. Jacques. My.