Katy turned to find a very attractive, somewhat familiar-looking woman smiling at her. "I beg your pardon," Katy replied, slightly puzzled, not sure w...ere she had seen her before."I'm sorry," the woman said. "I guess you don't recognize me. It's just that we're neighbors. I'm Jessica Crespo. I believe you bought the townhouse at the top of my street a few months ago."Suddenly it clicked. Katy recalled having seen her on a number of occasions. She recalled her getting into her car, and driving. She mumbled something incoherent, the red ball in her mouth muffling her words. I pressumed she wanted to speak to me, but it didn't matter. Nothing she had to say mattered anymore. She is just there to be productive for the factory.17 September: I am becoming used to the surroundings of the facility. We are not allowed to touch the cows, now that their part of the factory's property, but some of the other guards tease them in order to kill some time. I, myself don't see much point in this. I. “Her ex was a violent drunk and it was only when I went over there and saw what he did to her that I realised how bad it was” Paul took a moment to gather his thoughts and replied, “Tony, you know me well but I have changed a lot in the last couple of years.” “I am glad you told me and I promise that a romance is the last thing on my mind at this stage.” With that, they got back in the Range rover and rumbled down the track to the main house. The rest of the afternoon was spent going. The hard wood floor had two large oriental rugs to break up the space. Soft tans and leathers helped ease the sense of authority, but didn't hide it. However, my anxiety put me on guard."You look upset. Is something troubling you?" Lord Morehouse asked.I looked at him, making eye contact. "Many things are troubling me."He sat back in his chair and held out a hand to another chair beside me. "Sit. We can talk about them. See what we can do."I didn't want to sit. "I'd be more comfortable.