I said "Washing is a woman's job," and then immediately thought about howthat was just the sort of comment that my father or her father would havemade... and how Maria would use that as yet another reason for me to have todemonstrate how I was not like them."Alison I am glad you have come to recognise your role in ourrelationship," Maria said. "Previously I would have thought of this as asexist comment about my role in our relationship but as you are doing thewashing I can see that you are not. It was a beautiful place, with white sandy beaches, merging into thick groves of palm trees, and other tropical plants, lying sereningly in the vast sea, and waiting just for visitors to walk on its sandy shores. It looked like a scene right right out of some dime store novel as we made our way along the beach . My imagination begin to run away with me. I thought of the couple making love on in the island, and sharing their most intimate moments, far away from prying eyes, except ours of of. While the PIs were trying to track me down, they had the idea that I might have another lecture sometime in the afternoon, so the PI who'd previously asked Maureen for my schedule tried again.Vanessa and Maureen had thought this might happen. Maureen said, "Let me check." Maureen walked back to her desk. Tap, tap, tap. Then back to the window. "No, not today." What about tomorrow?" Let me check." Maureen walked back to her desk. Tap, tap, tap. Then back to the window. "He's got a tutorial at. Claire expected Marie to hand her the clothes and wait outside the changing room, but instead she gently pulled her inside and closed the door. In a matter of fact tone Marie instructed Claire to remove her clothes, and after hesitating for a moment, a firm look from Marie made Claire begin to undress. Although she was embarrassed, Claire quickly removed all of her clothing until she was standing naked before the approving eyes of Marie. It was strange but Claire was proud of the way her body.