Ch. 1: Orientation
"Well hello! I'm Lily and you must be Lakshmi. Please have a seat!" Lily had been an overachiever her whole life. She graduated high school as valedictorian and went on to graduate college with two degrees with honors. But even she was surprised when she was hired as the director of The Howell Club for the Aged as her first job out of college.
She worried that she was hired by mistake, perhaps some clerical error. She suppressed her anxieties and insecurities about being exposed as an imposter and went about her job like an actor playing the role of a director of a nursing home.
To maintain the illusion of a competent director, her routine outfits were variations of the same theme: white blouse, dark blazer, and a pencil skirt. Although she had perfect vision, she donned large dark rimmed glasses. She kept her long straight black hair in a tight bun.
Despite her efforts, she could not hide the fact she was a tall, skinny, attractive 22 year old Asian American woman.
"All of us here at Howell are delighted to have you on board as our first volunteer. Have you worked with senior citizens before?" she said in her best professional voice.
"Well no, not really. I was just so inspired by the speech you gave last week at the club... I mean the Lakeview Country Club. And the next thing you know, here I am!" Lakshmi beamed as she sat in Lily's office.
Lakshmi was 32 years old and happily married to Robert, whom she met in college. He was blonde, athletic, and handsome. He was also very successful. He was on track to becoming one of the youngest CEOs at a large social media company.
Robert's income allowed them to live an extremely comfortable life. Lakshmi had given up her promising career in marketing to be a stay-at-home mother. Once the kids started private school, and still employing an au pair, she found herself with a lot more free time.
Never being the type to be content with an idle life of leisure, she maintained a busy schedule. In addition to time spent at the gym, she channeled her seemingly endless energy to various outside organizations and clubs.
Thus she became very active at the country club. She quickly rose up the social ladder and became the youngest member of the board of directors. She used this platform to spearhead many charitable initiatives, including the fund-raising gala for The Howell Club for the Aged.
"I'm sure you are going to find this a very rewarding experience." Lily continued confidently. "We don't consider ourselves just a nursing home. No, the Howell is much more. We hold ourselves to very high standards even as we age. Many of our residents are prominent and accomplished members of society."
Having just had the tour, it was obvious to Lakshmi that this was not a normal nursing home. It was like the campus of an elite historic college. A majestic iron gate opened revealing large manicured lawns with mature trees surrounded by stately brick buildings covered in ivy.
There was a library with a large central hall with tall skinny windows. The walls were lined with dark mahogany shelves brimming with books. Several heavy wooden doors opened to small private reading rooms. Each room was posh, furnished with a large desk, an overstuffed dark leather sofa and a wingback chair.
The residents were all well groomed and dressed. Several were clustered in small groups at tables and benches scattered across the lawn. A foursome was playing croquet dressed in all white. The whole scene was reminiscent of an upper-class 19th century English estate.
"Oh, I'm really looking forward to it." Lakshmi said enthusiastically. "I can't wait to meet the residents."
"Excellent. But, you should be aware that occasionally some of our residents have bouts of, um, disinhibition, or perhaps confusion. They sometimes, well, lose their sense of decorum. So if faced with any behavior, um, below the Howell standards, the best strategy is to redirect or distract them. Perhaps suggest reading a book or playing a round of croquet."
Lakshmi was petite, 5' 2" and 100lbs. She had perfect smooth tawny brown skin and thick long black straight hair. She was stunningly pretty with large dark eyes, long lashes, fine bony facial features, and full lips. She had a slim athletic body with toned arms, perky breasts, a tiny waist, a tight perfectly round ass, and shapely legs.
Her sweet, cheerful, bouncy, wholesome personality plus her physical features made her instantly the object of many men's sexual fantasies, most of which involved her being secretly wild and frisky with an insatiable sex drive.
"Um, what do you mean exactly?" Lakshmi was shaking her head slowly with a furrowed brow as she was trying to make sense of what Lily was saying. "I'm not sure I'm following you."
Lily inhaled deeply. She bit her lower lip slightly as she thought. Although having just met, she really liked Lakshmi. Then she exhaled. As she exhaled it was as if the facade of being the director fell away revealing a 22 year old woman. "Some of these old guys are horny, OK. I mean really horny." She blurted out.
Lakshmi was momentarily silent, then burst out laughing. "Oh my gosh! What?"
Lily continued in a frantic rush. "I know. No one talks about it but it's true. I mean some of these guys are relentless. They make a beeline for you, they're always trying to cop a feel, pinch your ass, rub against you... and oh, they really want to show you their cocks."
She glanced up at the ceiling as she took a breath. She looked back down at Lakshmi before declaring with a tinge of bitterness "Oh, and FYI, the distracting thing never works."
Lakshmi was staring at Lily dumbfounded with her mouth slightly open.
"Oh, don't get the wrong idea" Lily resumed speaking quickly again. "You're in no danger. I mean these are really old men. You could knock 'em over with a finger. I know it's not their fault, they're just old and whatever, but it's just that they... they can just wear you out."
"Argh!" She groaned in exasperation as she involuntarily tossed her head back with her hands clutching the air.
"Look, here's the deal. You don't have to do anything you don't want to. You're just a volunteer, you can leave anytime, it's cool. But me? I'm the director here. I've gotta be here, and I've got things to do, and I can't do my job..." She made air quotes with her fingers as she said 'job' with disdain. "...with these guys all over me all the time."
Lily leaned forward resting her elbows on the desk and clasping her hands together. She gave a quick furtive glance around the room as if to make sure no one else was present. She lowered her voice as she continued more slowly.
"I'll let you in on a little secret. If you really want them to stop, you just have to give 'em a little something. You know, nothing major, just a quick..." She made a quick gesture with her hand as if she was stroking a cylindrical object followed by a nonchalant slight shrug of one shoulder. "No big deal."
Lakshmi's hand shot up covering her wide open mouth as she instantly recognized the hand gesture. With total disbelief she gasped "No way! No!"
Lily sat up straight worried she disclosed too much. The two women stared at each other for a brief moment. Then they both broke out in a fit of uncontrollable laughter.
"I know! I know!" Lily could barely articulate her words between laughs. "And you know what's even more fucked up?" More laughter. "I got two degrees in college just so I could get a job wanking off old white men!" More laughter.
Suddenly Lily stopped laughing and stared at Lakshmi as her eyes widened. "What?" asked Lakshmi once her laughter gradually subsided. "What?"
"Oh my God." Lily said slowly. "Do you think that's why they hired me?"
