" You think?" I do." Thank you, Mr Porcine. In that case, would you mind answering a question for me?" A question? What sort of question?" A personal ...ne." Oh? Sure."I reached behind myself on the counter and retrieved the item I'd picked up. I turned back to him, the thing in my hand. I was holding a very large, dark, richly grained wooden dildo. Some sort of mahogany cock, it seemed. "Well?"He grinned and blushed at once. "Well what? If you've got a question, go right ahead." Well, what. The change did have one blessing. Jacques had recently started to get rather aggressive towards me if he caught me alone. He was tentative, but it was clear he had some idea that George had achieved some level of sexual domination over Monique and me, and he was hoping that he could somehow get me to submit to him. When I mentioned this to Monique on our second night back in my bed, she admitted that Jacques had begun trying to get her naked as well.However, the big change came the first. ”I looked at her and asked, “Of Heather?”“Yeah. It’s not anything in particular, I’m just missing her presence. Without her here, it’s like there’s a ... little jolt of electricity that’s missing from the atmosphere.”I stood, crawled onto the bed, and wrapped myself around her.“Yeah,” I said, “she has a presence. To me, she’s always crackling, waiting to bring her mind, her wit, her eye-crinkling smile to bear.”Rhee nodded and said, “That’s more like it. I was trying to find that. You’re more. Not about the work so much, but about her uniform. Seamed black fully fashioned stockings with black patent high heels. An old fashioned blue nurses dress compete with watch fastened to her chest, white apron and a little white hat. It seemed terribly old fashioned and she was unsure of the attention it would bring, especially as this was a predominantly all male institution.But the days had passed and the patients had been lovely. They made her feel very welcome and where extremely courteous.