"One...two...three." On three, I pushed myself up and pulled at the saddle as hard as I could. I could feel Ajei's hands slide over my hips, briefly ...up the cheeks of my bum, before sliding down my thighs as she gave me the extra shove I needed to finally clamber over the horse and steady myself in the saddle. "Phew. Thanks," I said. "Believe me, the pleasure was all mine," Ajei replied, winking again at me. As we moved off down the track into the Valley I couldn't help but gaze at Ajei.. A well-dressed man came out from the back, looking to pay and leave. He asked if I was there to see Doris; when I said yes, he told me "She's back there, in room 7 - why don't you just go back?"I declined, making some lame excuse about waiting for a phone call, just as Doris came out from the back hallway. She was in her 50s, dumpy and pudgy, like you might expect from the name "Doris." She quickly rang up her previous customer - he paid with a credit card - and then took me back to room. " Had to explain to her. She was looking over my shoulder while I was working." On college literature." Yes, ma'am," I said. "She wanted to know what was different between what they taught in grade school and what they teach in college. So I explained that I was exploring the thread of themes in Mark Twain." And..." She says 'I read Mark Twain. Nikki reads Mark Twain. I think I know what you mean by theme'" That's hilarious." Afraid not. It's scary. She took off, came back the next day and. ‘Will that make you happy?’ ‘Yes, but realize this brother, you get to answer that question too, will it make you happy?’ ‘Yes,’ you answer resolutely. She pulls at you to indicate it is time to go. You get up from the chair and have her lead you out the door of the west-offices to head to the east dormitories. You follow her down the hall, she is holding your hand guiding you to a vacant room. She looks back at you over her shoulder and gives you a smirk. She is correct, the curiosity has.