"It's in the file along with the narrative about how I came to work for you. You might want to read that part of your bio before you get me to involve... in your life." Okay, but you are here and you are my link to the world. I think that unless you chopped your last employer up and mailed him or her to California, you are in it to stay a while. Well at least as long as I can afford to pay you," I admitted."Sam had some thoughts on that. You want to hear them?" Royce asked."Sure why not, it looks. There aren't that many redheads around here, you know." It's a long story, Hilda," I stammered; at the same time Stephanie said, "It's not as bad as it looks, Mom!" One at a time, children," she insisted. "I take it you finally gave him the bra and panties he was waiting for the last time I saw him." That was only a joke. Well, it was at the time...." Perhaps you had better start at the beginning, it might make more sense."We tried to tell the story in a way that made sense, but it wasn't so. She needed a break.Jenna went to the playpen where Jeremy was and reached down to stroke his soft little head. "I'm gonna miss you, Jeremy..." she sang, "but I'll be back tomorrow, don't worry."Jenna had some toast and eggs that Wendy had made, and then bounded back up the stairs to pack an overnight bag.Bill came home at about six, and slid his arms around his pretty wife. "How's my girl?" Better than you can imagine," she said, looking into his eyes. "We have the house to ourselves tonight!". ”“Is there anything else we could do to make it even more memorable for him? Would he prefer if I was tied up?”“He’ll tie you up himself if that’s what he’s in the mood for. I guess I could go put on some lingerie. Usually I’m the one wearing the jeans, desperate to pee. Now that I think about it, this may actually work out even better than I thought.”Mrs. Oliver ran upstairs and into the master bedroom. Jill could hear drawers and closet doors opening and closing in what sounded like a flurry.