.. you're feeling very relaxed? You're going to be just fine, Krystal. I'm going to make sure of it, he says pleasantly removing the stethoscope from ...y chest. Standing over me smiling,“I'm going to make sure you follow the rules Krystal, his voice pleasant and casual.But slowly, eerily, his smile shifts to a wicked grin and his eyes pierce through me . “Everything I do is for your own good. You're going to obey me. You are going to be rehabilitated, Krystal, his voice darker and more menacing. Dale thought her a lovely lady and certainly didn’t mind that she was chubby with huge breasts and so a large cleavage, and had quite a tummy bulge and fleshy legs. She also loved it that Sandra had the background of someone born with a silver spoon in her mouth and was used to having staff both to help around the house and to order about.She knew it was very different to be at this care home where she was supposed to follow the instructions of the teenage carers and teenage Governess Stone.. The contentedness I had found with them helped me stay grounded and not give in to the wrong choices I might make while with Fiona.Fiona still wore the same red dress she had donned when we got ready to leave her place that morning. Yes, that morning. It felt like it had been years ago.Fiona pulled back enough to see my face. "I've wondered where you've been all day." She shimmied against me in a very agreeable way. "I was hoping you'd stay with me another night before heading home."She was. From here, it’s probably six miles.’ ‘Pretty good road or what?’ ‘Not bad. Some rough spots, not many. The worst will be getting out of here on this awful driveway.’ By this time we were at the end. Tim shut off the truck and we got out. I came around and showed him exactly where we needed the truck parked and what the ruts and bumps were like along the way. Vince already had the tailgate down and guys were pulling out the carts and shovels and heading to the brickyard. ‘Tim, how’s the truck.