Julie sighed as she poured herself a cup of coffee. She sat down and took a sip reflecting on how quickly things had changed. She and her mother lived together in a quaint cottage style home. The small insurance settlement, after her father's accident, had gone for funeral expenses and a car. Nevertheless, they had managed by living a frugal live style.
Now tragedy had struck again. Julie's mother was diagnosed with a life-threatening disease. Doctors told Julie that her mother could receive outpatient treatment but needed a restful stress-free environment.
Mortgage payments and medical expenses had drained their small savings account. The bills were piling up. Julie knew it would be up to her to provide for them at least until her mother had recovered.
Julie had completed her first-year at the community college, but now her education would have to be put on hold. She scanned the classifieds hoping to find employment.
John Romano pushed back from his desk stretched and smiled. His business was growing faster than he had anticipated. At the age of thirty, he felt like it was all going his way. Well except for his marriage. His wife Maria had become sexually unresponsive after the birth of John Jr.
Maria would spurn his advances, but he wasn't going to force himself on her. Doctors told John it would take time and patience to overcome the problem. Not wanting to make the things worse he hadn't sought outside companionship. His sexual frustrations had caused many sleepless nights.
John had resorted to masturbating while his next door neighbor sunbathing beside her pool. A wooden fence separated their yards, but John could see her from the upstairs bathroom window. Occasionally she would remove her bikini and sunbathe nude. She was oblivious to John's gaze as he stroked himself to a climax.
Julie looked into her full-length mirror. Her auburn hair, blue eyes, and creamy Irish complexion were accented by her summer dress and matching heels. Though she wasn't conceited, Julie knew she was attractive. She knew it helped to show her attributes to her best advantage.
Julie gave her mother a goodbye kiss and cranked the aging Chevy. She didn't want to be late for her interview. If she didn't get this job they could end up living on the street.
As she entered the office, Julie saw several women. They were seated outside a door that had the initials JR embossed on the mirrored glass.
One woman on the heavy side was sweating profusely even though the building was air conditioned. A very slender woman was fidgeting nervously in her chair. The last looked fortyish well groomed and professional.
"Hello Ladies," said John Romano stepping into the reception room.
"Shall we start the interviews?" The first two interviews went relatively quick, the third somewhat longer. Julie sat patiently waiting her turn.
Sitting at his desk, John looked at the last applicant sitting outside.
The surveillance camera gave him a clear view of her exposed thigh.
John was so taken with this sweet young thing that he considered stroking one off.
"No business comes first," he thought, smiling at the pun.
The door opened, and John motioned Julie inside.
"Please sit down Ms. Murphy," John said smiling. Julie couldn't help but notice his coal-black hair, olive complexion and even white teeth. About five foot ten or eleven, a hundred and seventy-five pounds, with a lean muscular build. A handsome man by any standard.
"Ms. Murphy, I see that you can type and have a year of college," his eyes darting briefly to her breast.
"Yes," Julie smiled, feeling her nipples harden under his gaze.
