Dinner was ready and we all sat in the dining room. Lena across from me, Cassidy next to me. I put my hand on Cass's thigh, but my hand suddenly jerke...d when Lena's cold, soft foot came sliding up my leg and into my crotch. Michael was the typical work-o-holic dad. Within minutes, his phone starting ringing, calling him back into work. He apologized and left. Cassidy told me she wasn't feeling good and asked me to come upstairs with her. I was about to until . . ."Well, how disrespectful! Kevin,. Thanks for having us over." Our pleasure. I'm sure the girls will be here in a moment?" Girls?" We've got friends from south of Alice Springs here. They leave tomorrow. Let me take that." There was a large box and a large covered bowl. "Weena! Maddy! Company's here."I led Chuck and Michiko into the garden. "Charlie Grant, the Eyres; Charlie's a yank with a station on the Finke." Hey. Gordy's told me about you. I guess we're both Charlie. Gordy's been calling you Chuck, so's we won't get. It wasn'tfar from the apartment, the three fellows seemed pleasant and the rentwas reasonable, and Robert moved in.Now, Mr. Robert Benson was 25, with a cute face and slender, femininebuild, smooth skin and a shy, rather feminine personality. With theseattributes he was careful who he associated with, and to his relief theywere all at ease with him.They were about his own age, with typical, masculine looks andpersonalities. They were always complaining about not having anygirlfriends at the. I struck up a conversation with her. She was obviously scared to talk to me but so submissive that she was too intimidated not to answer my questions. "What is your name?" I asked. She looked down at her perfect feet, her toenails polished silver to match a pair of delicate, severely arched high-heeled sandals. "Yukio," she said quietly. "Well Yukio," I said, "You seem like a nice girl. What are you doing here?" "I tend the prisoners." "I see. Do you like your job?" "I have no choice," the girl.