"Still ... I belong to Jane now. She's my lover, my mistress, my true soulmate. I loved your father, still do, but ... well, he's dead and I have chan...ged too much to be the same woman that he married, even if he still wanted that girl. I wronged him, anyway. I wish that he was still alive, that he would show up, so I could beg his forgiveness, not only for being so rotten to him, but also for being unable to return to him as his wife, not ever again. I want to stay with Jane. I'm sorry, but it. What do you do for a living?"I write now and then, but currently I'm working for the forest service." Wow, I bet you really enjoy that!" she soothed, her deep feminine voice soothing. I found I was almost as comfortable talking to her as I was to my own wife or sister."What do you do?" Oh, I work for a bank in Austin, but I do run my own webpage on a little site called Dreamnet."There was no mistaking where this was going and my manhood began to respond, anxious to be free of my constricting. That work for you?’ She never said a word, just got up and left. Her back view looked kinda perky though, so I guess I said the right stuff. Better to be lucky than rich, but if you can manage both, that’s prime time. And she sure did remind me of Ellen. I went to the window, took up position on the rug, wondered if she’d be the same in the sack. Couldn’t make up my mind if I wanted that or not. Memories are memories, and you try to turn them into fuckin’ roadmaps you’re heading for trouble.. ” He paused for a moment.“Now, since there are three of you in this group that are new to the Wackenhut family, and an additional four of you have never attended our Christmas party before, I probably should explain some things that may be puzzling you. The whole badge thing, for one. You see your protection team daily. We don’t. We trained them, and you write us a very nice check monthly so that we pay them, but we don’t get to see them in action, to see how good of a job they’re doing for.