"Where's Maria? The young blonde woman we came in with? Medium short hair, yellow dress?" She went to the Ladies a few minutes ago. I gave her a key a...little after she came out."Panic ran through Marilyn. "Deborah! Go check on her! Make sure she's alright and that she hasn't flown the coop." Is there another key?" One more. Please hurry back with it. Second door on the left" You bet." Deborah rushed down the hall, frantically searching for the Ladies Room, fearful that she would find her. She got another shiver trying to imagine being placed inside of it that only got worse when she saw a cord attached to it knowing it would probably shock her if any skin were to touch the metal surrounding her trapped body.It surprised her to see a toilet with a small sink cabinet next to it out in the open on the wall with the entry door. It seemed so exposed being in an open room instead of in a bathroom. A tall set of shelves sat next to the sink with towels and other cleaning supplies.All. I waited for him to answer as he looked me up and down."Well, now, I got me a nice truck out in the parkin' lot, unless you need somethin' nicer," he said, as though he was still trying to make up his mind where to take me. "Wherever you want me," I answered. "May I get my avocados first, and meet you there?" "You surely may, young lady, you surely may. Just knock on the back doors, and I'll have things all ready for you." I turned and picked out three ripe avocados, weighed them, and took them. Life went on, and after a few more weeks, Miss Martin announced to the class that she would soon be leaving us to go back to the United States. There was a kind of exaggerated groan from the class, and I felt a pang of sadness that she was leaving so soon. It occurred to me that no-one else in the class had as much reason to be disappointed as me, even if they would never know about it. Then, a couple of weeks later, on another Saturday morning, my dad said once again, that we were having lunch.