Innocence had often spoken about her desire to continue her school education from where she’d left off and her sister had started discussing the sub...ject with her. One afternoon, after arriving from a long opium-smoking session, Dodie found Chastity and Innocence sitting together in the living room, not making love or even with their arms around each other, but with a whole host of quite dull looking brochures scattered about the floor. They were commenting to each other about courses in. “Kate, I need the scale drawing,” Doc called. I was closer, but Kate came from one end of the hall to the other to walk past us and pick up the drawing about ten feet away. She had a scowl on her face as Doc turned before she got back and walked back to where I’d been working. I heard a bit of a huffy sigh behind me as Kate followed along. Robert was totally absorbed in a phone conversation down the hall, but when he saw the three of us walking toward him he hung up and came to meet us. Doc. Lift, twist, STAMP. My foot crashes down on your left. Lift, twist, STAMP, on your right. Lift, twist, STAMP, on your left. Faster and faster, closer and closer until suddenly you feel your left arm crushed under the sole of my shoe! Your little bones turn to powder and it takes a moment for your brain to register what has happened. My foot doesn't lift this time. It stays crushing your arm to the floor while I look down on you with an evil grin. You cry out in pain and give me a pleading look. With the smoker's jacket on, he looked like Hugh Heffner, but with a 'dirty old man' feel to him."You gonna stand there all night like a freakin' mannequin, or you gonna do somethin'?" he barked at me. I suddenly felt self-conscious about myself, so I let my arm drop."Whatever you want me to do" I smiled at him, trying to seem as pleasant as possible."Yeah, you're damn right. I'm paying top dollar for a second-rate chick, so you better be good in the sack".My jaw dropped a little in shock. What.