... If I didn't show up she'd send someone to `collect' me! She made that sound like something I'd want to avoid at all costs. The real shock hit me when I began to realize that I really didn't have a choice, and that beginning Friday night I'd be living at her house, as her slave! I didn't sleep real well that night but the next morning I got up in time, showered and shaved, and headed off to work. As I walked through the corridors I looked around and was amazed to realize how many women actually worked there. |