He tells me to get my make up on and meet him back in the living room in 20 minutes. I go into my room and open the bag and pull out a short plaid ski...t,white blouse,white panties and white over the knee hose, yes,a school girl outfit. I put it on and slip on my black heels and head to the living room where he sits me down and say's "we need to talk". He tells me "first of all,we are in bad shape financially and secondly,I won't make you do anything you don't want to". I say "what are you. I wondered if there might have been some way to stay in contact with her, but it had never been in the cards, she was tied to her job, as were all aliens, they had traveled millions of miles to be here, it was no idle undertaking. Still, I missed her terribly, and returning to my bachelor lifestyle after she had left had been jarring, I felt empty and alone. I looked at the wall clock, it was 5am, I might as well make some instant coffee and power through, I’d be due at work in an hour and a. She couldn’t remember who was who, they all looked alike. Cousins and fathers, tall with dark black hair, blue eyes, high cheekbones and smiles they all merged into one, making Suzanne feel giddy with the amount of family that Misha seemed to have. The women were all friendly, but she still felt intimidated, scared and out of her league. All her old insecurity came flooding back and looking over to the big plastic bin with the beers laying in piles of ice she started to walk towards it, only to. She hada very beautiful smile. It was in fact an entrancing smile. I kept her close to me with small bribes of coins and candy, while I questionedher. I guess growing up in the US, we don't' realize how life can be for unfortunatesin other places. She was barefoot and wore a very light cotton smock that barelycovered her privates. My guess was that she couldn't be more than 14 or 15 years old. "How oldare you dear?" "I'm going to be 29 next month, maam." She answered, but never actually.