From now on I would see dinner would be on the table for the family and if he was there, fine. We weren't going to hold dinner for him every night. I ...hen told him he could wash his own damn clothes. I was tired of being his maid. I worked hard everyday also.It went on like this for quite a while. We had our good days and our not so good days. That was until one night my friend Marsha stopped over and said she saw Bob in the next town over having lunch with a woman.I was shocked but quickly. Frankly, I wouldn't have recognized Kathy after they were done with the make up and such, and yeah, Gwen had stuck the Cat's logo down in the bottom of the corner. The original one she had started out with, not the new and much thinner one she was signing her work with these days. I wondered how her folks and boyfriend would react to seeing these Vogue model type pictures: Is that really you? I grinned at the thought. I'd bet her mother literally wouldn't recognize her and wondered how she. In the next hour I told her a fake story of how I came to work in the university, and when she saw my car, she totally fell for my story and to her I was a real professor, I think, she’d believe that I was a noble prize winner, so naïve and gullible she seemed. I decided that I should find a place to continue with Melanie, my place certainly didn’t count, she’d quickly find out who I really was and to tell the truth my place didn’t look like a place where a professor could live, I don’t have a. "But the reason that I'm here is to give you this." she said, and revealed what she was holding behind her. It was a small pile of clothes. She through them on the bed and looked me in the eye. We stare at each other for a few moments, then she spoke again, "The client has requested that you wear these, and also that your collar is temporarily removed." with that she snapped her fingers and the collar slipped off my neck and fell to the floor. She picked it up and started to walk to the corner.