“A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou, beside me in the wilderness...”With my advantages I could see more keenly and glean more from what I sa.... Sometimes I spoke up to avoid disaster, other times I just faded if it was too difficult to avert or complex to mitigate. Sometimes it’s just time for a town to be wiped out, and trying to evacuate would cause just as much harm as the event itself. Pompeii was that way. I lead the way, encouraging as many as who were willing to, to leave but I. It was on the ground floor and I thought hers would be the hardest to do. She was always on the alert unless the assistant dean was visiting. He was supposed to visit this Friday night. I remember overhearing her tell him as she was using the crop on his ass.I had one more room I needed to watch then I would have all the names of the girls and which rooms they belonged in. I kept notes of which dresser belonged to which girl, any words spoken of where they would be this weekend, and the ones. The whole floor space of the building was only about 30ft x 30ft. The floor itself was solid stone; often very cold, and it seems always covered in that smelly detergent. It had two cubicles, both with the locks broken and large peep (but not glory) holes where the locking mechanisms used to be. The cubicles were set apart, the space in-between occupied by a ‘cleaning utensils’ store room. This store room had a really robust metal door, and accompanying heavy duty padlock; no one even bothered. Her hair, worn tight against her head, was perfect, not a strand out of place, showing off her round face. Her makeup was impeccable, lipstick and cheekbones by the book. You had to be intimate with her to see the depth of powder and concealer that covered the dark circles under her eyes and fine wrinkles in the corners of her eyes and mouth and Rachel Staunton would never let someone get that close to her.Alex sat casually on the bench watching her direct a porter who was gathering up a couple.