The chill was starting to make me uncomfortable, so I covered my self with my blanket, and dozed off again. I woke again to find this lady’s foot on... my leg again. This time she had stretched out so her foot was almost in my lap. I moved my hand down and felt her bare foot under my blanket, resting on top of my thigh. I left my hand on her foot, very still at first and then I started to gently rub it. It was so nice to touch. I could feel her soft toes, and wrinkly soles with my fingers. I. Perhaps, in retrospect, I was a bit hasty in concluding that they'd chosen Inez. Perhaps they were too stunned by my behavior to think it through. Perhaps they thought me mad, or didn't think I was serious. But I took their silence as an indication that they'd united against me. My temper rose, and finally boiled over. My thought process became irrational. Time seemed to slow down to about one-tenth its normal speed. The traitors! How dare they stab me in the back like that?And I went so far as. ”“That ain't what I'm sayin,” he says shaking his head, “You always jumpin to conclusions cuz, you gota relax. I hope one day you will understand that I'm tryin to do something good for you here.”“If you don't want me around, just say....” I start to yell and then hod up a finger at Terrance as I answer the phone, hoping it's Tony calling.“Is this the residence of Miss Tonya Golski?”“Yeah, who dis?”“We need someone to come to St. Sebastian's Miss Golski has been in an auto accident,” the nurse. I was nervous at first, smiling and handing pamphlets to buyers but that quickly went away. By mid afternoon I decided to give my feet a little break. I slid into a director’s chair, kind of a folding bar stool with arms and a back. My skirt came up and the tops of my stockings were visible. When I crossed my legs the tops of my stockings and bare thighs were very visible and let me tell you, everyone was looking. I just hummed while slightly rocking my crossed leg. While reading a pamphlet,.