Home Help - the continuing saga of Tatarina
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"Ms Stevens, so nice to see you back again."
Tatarina's heart sunk, she was standing at the check out of the super mart. On turning, she was confronted by the area supervisor, the very same one who reported her just over a month ago. He is just as revolting now as he was then, his fat face smiled at her.
"Allow me to introduce two new apprentices, Sean and Davo. Say hello to Ms Stevens."
She eyed the two men, who were no more than teenagers, skinny and spotty with greasy hair and furtive eyes. They stood out in their grey State uniforms.
"And how are you keeping Ms Stevens, you look well, maybe a bit tired, but I believed that is to be expected, having only been back a week. I hear they keep you fairly busy at nights."
The two men sniggered at the supervisors snide remarks.
"I'm sure you would like some help with your shopping."
Tatarina was about to reply and say it was the last thing she wanted from him, when a warning bell went off in her head. She tried to smile to hide her fear.
"Thank you officer, but really there is no need for you to waste your time."
"I'm sure it won't be time wasted Ms Stevens, in fact I insist."
Tatarina wondered what he was up to, the last time he was far more direct. More like, come with me for a fuck. She paid the girl at the counter and went to pick up her bags.
"The men will do that for you, won't you lads it's no bother, really."
Tatarina could do nothing but watch as they pick up her various bags of groceries. They left the mart and the officer waited until Tatarina walked ahead before joining her as the others walked along behind.
"It's not far lads, just around the corner, you're in tenement block 10 aren't you Ms Stevens?"
"Yes she said quietly.'
Her heart was beating all the way around to her flat as she had to put up with the meaningless banter from the officer, who continued to talk ignoring the fact that she said nothing in return.
What did he want, she had feared this moment ever since she came out last Friday. Her boyfriend had left her, saying he no longer wanted second hand goods. She had found letters from the Dept of Correction when she was cleaning out the sideboard addressed to him, detailing her re-education record and a list of the "services" she received at the center. The letters were in the form of a diary and noted the number of fucks she had been given and the orifice which had been used, One day she noted she had been fucked thirty times, so now she was all alone in the flat.
They entered the tenement building and walked along the corridor to her door.
"Thank you officer you have been very kind.'
She cringed inside as he forced herself to smile at him.
"No trouble Ms Stevens we'll see you inside, if you like."
Tatarina started to say, no thank you, but again realized she had little choice but to open the door and let them in to her flat. She took out her keys but her hands were shaking so much she could hardly place the key in the lock.
"Allow me."
The fat man smiled.
He took her keys and opened the door, before standing aside to let her through. The others followed into the flat. Tatarina didn't know what to do and so she led them into her kitchen where she stood and waited whilst they placed her bags on the kitchen table.
"Very nice Ms Stevens, isn't that so men."
The two men murmured assent. For a moment they stood and looked around the kitchen.
"We'll just take a rest, quite tiring all that carrying, you don't mind do you Ms Stevens?"
With which he sat on one of the kitchen chairs, motioning to the others to do likewise.
"Don't mind us Ms Stevens, you carry on, with whatever you need to do."
Tatarina was at a loss as what to do with these unwelcome guests, and so she started to empty the bags. The supervisor placed his hand on her arm, stopping her and making her cringe.
"I'm sure you don't do all that in your overcoat and scarf, do you Ms Stevens; surely you would take it off? Please, just pretend we aren't here and relax, make yourself at home."
Well she supposed that did seem obvious, she would have taken off her outdoor clothes as she came in. Tatarina unbuttoned her coat and took it off walking out the hallway where she hung it up on the hook there, placing the scarf on top. She returned to the three men who were gazing around her kitchen. Wondering what they wanted and how to get rid of them.
"That's better, though I'm sure you would like to make yourself more comfortable than that, this is your home often all. I think you would also like to take off that jumper as it is really much too warm in here for that. You do keep it warm and cozy."
Tatarina looked between the three men, but could not think of any other thing to do than remove her jumper, it did seem like a sensible observation for it was warm in the flat, she liked it that way, and had always hated the cold. She pulled it over her head and stood holding it to her chest.
"That's better, you're looking more relaxed by the minute, doesn't she men?"
They murmured yes, again grinning, enjoying the situation. She folded her jumper and placed it on a seat that was handy.
She was about to start with the groceries, when the supervisor stopped her again.
"I've been told that a lot of women strip down to their underclothes, when they come home. Is that right Ms Stevens? Did you know that men? Imagine that in their underwear, nice for their husbands or their boyfriends to come home to. Do you ever do that Ms Stevens?"
Tatarina didn't know what to reply, did he expect her to take off her clothes?
"Did I hear you say yes Ms Stevens? Come on speak up."
Tatarina knew she had to say something, this man could very easily send her back for more correction.
The other men were grinning from ear to ear as they picked up the unspoken message in their bosses voice.
"Well sometimes I must admit I do walk around the flat in my underwear, but only when there's nobody here."
