We can make that fun, she giggled.Sure. Do you want the good news or the bad news?The shower doesnt work?Oh, it works fine.She sprang from the bed. Th...n lets get in there! Im a mess. Its lovely but Im a mess. She limped in ungainly fashion but she made it.Wait for me, I said, swinging my feet to the floor.She didnt. Standing directly under the showerhead she reached out to the control unit and pressed the button to turn the tap full on. It worked. A strong stream of cold water cascaded over. Since I had little experience with men, I decided to trust her expertopinion.After finishing my toes and feet, she went to work on my hands. Shedecided to do my nails but explain to me how she was doing it. She saidI would have to learn through trial and error on how to do my nails butthat we did not have the time to do that today. She dipped my hands ina liquid to soften the cuticles and then she gently pushed them back.She was happy that I had been letting my nails grow so we would not. They even wore ‘Ed Hardy’ clothes already, I mean they were seriously douche bags!Lyla was working again, she was a server at a nice restaurant and lounge. She went back to work mainly out of boredom, but I also think she was doing it to meet men. Apparently she had talked to the school district about going back to teaching, but the rumours of her fucking the students after she retired had made their way to the staff. So even though they couldn’t prove it, they weren’t going to take that. She stood up, smoothed her skirt and went into the room with Steve, closing the door to the room behind her.I turned on the TV and flicked through the channels. It was then I came to a channel that was showing the room in which the interview was being held. This I thought I have to watch, after all I wanted to see how she got on.As soon as he walked into the room Steve gave her a drink. It wasn’t as full a glass as we had had before but she took it and took a drink.As they chatted I could see.