So, at her suggestion, the second option I put to you and which would satisfy my sense of justice, is that Miss Kerry would take a binding contract to... work for 6 months as a cleaner in the canteen at our Morningtown factory. We have trouble getting people to stay in that job, particularly women, and we have a current vacancy. Ten hour night shifts with physically demanding work in a canteen of over 400 men on the minimum wage. If you chose this alternative but did not complete the contract I. " The old man kept talking even though shenever responded. She just stared straight ahead. When he stopped speakingshe reached out to him, putting her hand awkwardly on his rich silverhair. He smiled at her with a tear in his eye.A nurse was by the door when he finally left. "Today's one of her gooddays, Mr. Schmidt. She was happy you were here." Yes," he answered sadly. "I think she remembered me today. It was niceto see her smile again." You don't have to come every day, you know. We will. As I looked at her with a puzzled expression she brought her handout from below the duvet and tossed something at me. I caughtit and found in my hands a pair of panties. They were not justplain panties but a very pretty, light control panty girdle.They were full cut panties in white satin like materiel with anoverlaid lace panel to the front but looked far too small."Try them on. They stretch to give support," she said.My towel dropped to the floor and I stepped into them andwriggled them up my. Mary was at the stove, stirring a big pot of soup.“We just came for some bagels,” Sherry said.John looked up at both of us, but didn’t say a word.“These bagels are wonderful,” Mary said. “John already had three.” She turned to John, “Tell Pete what you said about the bagels.”John looked up, but didn’t say anything and seemed to be sulking. There was an awkward silence while Sherry started slicing two bagels.Mary turned to me, “He said if he can farm like he bakes bagels, things will be okay.”I.