I was almost surprised, but time does pass. The bus got me to Fox House for half-past ten, time for coffee. I was glad of the coffee, it was a gloomy ...ay, threatening rain ... or at least drizzle, and chilly. Not a very likely prospect for an outing.I walked down to the quarry anyway, found a suitable spot and huddled there to chew my sandwiches and drink coffee from a flask. Not wanting to try to think too much, I dug out a book to read. That passed some time, but when the drizzle started, I. " Jennifer laughed and said, "Yeah, I got the chest and you got theleftovers. I'll bet my clothes would fit him better. I just wentthrough my clothes and I have two boxes of clothes I was going tosend to the thrift shop but you can have them. See if they fit himbetter and if they do you can have them. I'll go get a dress and wecan see." She left for a couple of minutes coming back with a red velvetdress with white lace trimmed collar and cuffs. She handed it toJake and told him to go to the. O on the job and the other opportunities and went down to the cocktail lounge in the lobby. The japs tongues were hanging our as our selected beauties had a drink or two or just wandered through the lobby. I have to say that it was a dead heat as to who was having the most fun; the adult women who were doing the most flirting or the young girls who loved the idea of being lusted after by strange men. I wanted to motivate the underlings to sign as quickly as possible so I rapped my glass to get. My struggles were weak and ineffectual. I knew I didn’t stand a chance against them. I quieted down and lay still for a moment. But I definitely didn’t relax. My fear continued to grow in anticipation of all the pain I know I’m going to experience. But I’m helpless.Oh my god! I’m helpless! Just like those girls in the books in my mother’s nightstand! This is what it’s really like! This time is different. Yesterday afternoon and this morning I was helpless to resist something exciting, something.