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John Stefanovitch was appointed as Mrs. Tandy’s driver on his 25 th birthday. He took that as a good sign. He didn’t have any reason to think otherwise. The payment was more than generous and the work wasn’t hard. Most of the time he was doing small repairs on Mrs. Tandy’s old Bentley, and washing it. Two times a day, he had to take Mrs. Tandy’s nurse downtown for shopping. And that was all. The nurse’s name was Norma, a plump little creature with a permanent smile on her face. Norma talked much, and said little. John was fine with that, but what surprised him was that she avoided talking about Mrs. Tandy. John didn’t know anything about Mrs. Tandy, and he had never even seen her. He was appointed to the Ankara escort job by her lawyer. He supposed that Mrs. Tandy was an old, blue haired lady, who was very sick or dying, and who was confined to her bed. He was fine with that too. Mrs. Tandy’s house was Victorian in style, with a nice, well tended garden. A kidney- shaped pool was wedged between the right side of the building and the pine grove growing nearby. John Stefanovitch was sitting by the pool when he saw Norma trotting towards him. “Mrs. Tandy wants to see you,” she said with a smile that made her look almost beautiful. “Ok.” “Come with me!” He followed her into the house, then up to the second floor. Balgat escort bayan Norma opened one of the doors and entered. A motionless body was lying on the bed. John blinked, surprised with what he saw. Mrs. Tandy was on her stomach, her shoulder length black hair covering her face. “Have a seat, and please don’t stare at me like that!” Mrs. Tandy said. Her voice was firm, with a lilting quality that he found charming. “How was she able to see me?” he wondered, then saw the mirror placed before her face, and her dark green eyes glistening with curiosity. Some kind of padded metallic device was supporting her chin, keeping her head up. “It’s nice to see you Mrs. Escort Batıkent Tandy,” John said. Her head moved slightly. “You can leave us now, Norma,” Mrs. Tandy said. Mrs. Tandy appeared to be in her late twenties, much younger than he expected. Her body, John noticed subsequently, was not resting on the bed, but was suspended on a strange contraption of ropes, metal bars and pulleys. “I hope I don’t make you feel uncomfortable. I am …you know… quite a sight,” she said. “Not at all.” Most of her body was in plaster. Her entire torso and her right arm, as well as her right leg (excluding the foot). Only her left arm was completely free, dangling by the side of the bed. As to her left leg, it was in short leg cast. He could see the back of her bare thigh and her hip. “Do you like the job?” “To be quite honest, there is nothing much to do.” She smiled in the mirror. “It is not very polite, but I can’t look directly at you. I can’t move at all.” “You should not worry about such things, Mrs.

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