All their cars were parked inside our garage tunnel, in a 'room' near the tunnel's entrance, so it wasn't possible for six guards to get into a car wi...hout being observed by our suspected aerial observer. [We got a double garage built a few weeks later at the end of the Senior Staff's Quarters, with a connecting door into their house. A couple of them kept their cars parked in it, making them usable for something like this morning's operation.]The same figment of my paranoid imagination stopped. Underbust smiled. "Well, Lisa, maybe we can work out a deal here.The house looks fabulous. You obviously have good housekeeping skills.I'd love to have a live-in maid. Your mother said you're looking for ajob. Okay, you're hired." I don't want to be a maid, Ms. Underbust!"She got her cellphone out of her purse. "Let's see... 952-555-0123,right?" Please don't call her! I'll... I'll..."She stabbed a finger at me. "You'll what? Accept my job offer? Minimumwage for forty hours a week, no overtime,. For a while, we Monitors live with dual memories of the same events. A memory of what was, and a separate and just as real memory of what is, now. Eventually, either time or your mind tends to block out the previous reality, and it ceases to exist, even in memory. The techs at the commission call it a time loop. Something about time having to loop around a second time to erase the memory of a past that no longer exists.If you ask me, I think we just block out the past reality that doesn't fit,. With that response he removed his hand from my mouth and I took a deep well needed breath, fighting the urge to scream for help. I could hear the sound of his jeans zip being undone which made the seconds pass so slowly in fearful yet exciting anticipation. He used his feet to kick my ankles out so that my leg were spread apart, enabling him to position himself between them. Using his free hand, he moved under my dress to my thong and ripped it off my body, which startled me, but I remembered.