Despite being very nervous Celia spoke up first. "Mr Watcher, I know that I haven't been very good at my jobs. I try so hard but it just doesn't work ...ut for me. I really need to keep this job..." she said then paused for a moment before adding in a whisper "I'd do ANYTHING to keep this job"."Oh my lord..." I muttered under my breath realising just what she had said. "Did she really mean ANYTHING?" was my next thought.I looked straight at her without taking my eyes off her and without. "Relax kid," Alice said as she made the gun disappear just as easily, "I've already decided that you're okay."Alice went right into another story about her days as an honest to goodness flower child back in the 1960's. She rode cross-country with six others from her parent's home in Connecticut to a commune in San Francisco where she lived a semi-nomadic existence for the next few years. It was there that she met Iron Mike one day when the group's Volkswagen bus broke down. The trucker had. “Yes, apparently it appeals to all the women I have fucked in this bed” I joked.We lay there in silence for a couple of minutes and then Emma jumped up announcing that she needed the bathroom and left me alone on the bed. When she returned she was holding a bracelet in one hand suspiciously tapping it on her other hand. She sat down on the bed with her back to me in silence. “Cat got your tongue?" I asked “No” she replied, leaning back and turning towards me. “I just found this bracelet on. " She smiled happily. "Let's go back to the common room and cuddle." We did.The week went well. I hadn't talked to my parents in a few weeks but they didn't expect a call much less a visit. We left after eating lunch Friday for Karen's home in my truck. It was an easy drive and she had fun playing with my radio and sound system. She even plugged her phone into it and played some music from her collection. We arrived happy. Karen showed me where to park my truck. I parked and grabbed our.