It was a daily treat to knock on his door and hand him his morning latté. I paid close attention to him on my first day and saw that he put two sugar... and one sweet and low in his coffee cup, then half and half before pouring his coffee. The guy that was hired before me never was much for details and kept bringing him his coffee black. Big mistake.Even though I was his assistant I didn't actually get to have a conversation with him. I was pretty much just his coffee and Danish bitch. Most days. He had a box for donations and I left a generous one. We walked into the gift shop. Cinnamon tugged on my arm and whispered, “Don't buy anything made out of turtle shells. Sea turtles are endangered and you can’t take turtle products into the U.S.”There was a lot of turtle shell jewelry. Much of it was fairly expensive. The next display case had a selection of couch shell jewelry. When Cinnamon was looking at some other items, I purchased 2 necklaces with a conch shell pendant shaped like a. " Well, eat up. There's plenty of meat and I think I made enough for an army, so please indulge! I don't like leftovers," Jo laughed. "And I don't have any pets."Dinner was superb! Jo was quite proud of herself. After getting through the main course and her exotic chocolate mousse, Jo went to the bar and got out a bottle of Grand Marnier to top it off."Great for the digestion," she informed him."Oh, I love the stuff," Jim announced. "My dad started me on a Grand Marnier kick when I was about. But again, I was tired from jerking off so hard. I asked her some casual questions like, if she had her lunch? At what time she came home? What else was up? I really didn’t notice what she replied, but she was very nervous.I told her that I was going to sleep and went into my room. She gave a huge sigh of relief (she thought I didn’t observe anything or I didn’t get to know any of it). Poor babe!!! She just went to her room and locked the door.But I couldn’t sleep. Just thinking of her photo.