Chapter 2 - the visit

After I arrived home for the evening. I tried not to reflect on how that strange lady treated me nor how or what she would "pay" me with. As it seemed to me i just had did the job and got payed the phone in some sort of indirect collateral. In any regard though I continued my routine functions to get ready for bed and the next day. As I get ready to take my shower for the day I marveled at the genes i was fortunate to have as the mirror presented to me my slim 158 pound body i reminisce on the hard work i did as a child with my dad and my active days in highschool. I remember how I developed my frame and physique from my track and field days. Oddly enough i had a well developed set of toned glutes more or less my framed curved going down my back and front waist i just dont understand it... how can a guy have a large bum? I think to myself."Geez how do I manage to keep such a mildly toned body." As I spoke to myself in the mirror. I rub shower gel on my glistening dark toned skin as I step in shower. The water sprints on to my skin ricocheting Back off me. As i feel my skin steamed and clean I step out and dry off and ready for bed. That night I keep in mind that I brought the lady's phone home and had set it on my night stand vaguely remembering how the phone would switch on. As I dozed off i had a uncanny feeling i was being watched or at least listened to but I eventually fell asleep nonetheless.

The next morning I got myself together early it was about 10:30 grabbed a blueberry bagel and orange juice and headed for the door the lady's phone was in my over the should bag as well as the rest of my supplies. I looked down at my phone before getting in the car and Madame Hellen had sent me her address. I was curious to meet her in person she did sound proper and fluency in her voice. I perceived her to must have a good amount of kon e y to her assets. I started up my car and drove out to the country side of town.

I Soon grew near vicinity she lived in. I t was quiet, rural, and peaceful the sort of community if you would even call it that you'd see in a classic southern town or some sort of theme or place from a Mark Twain novel. she seemingly had barely any contact or neighbors all the way on the out skirts of town. I presume she enjoyed the solace she lived in. AsI approach a long white farm fence i seen the winding road to her off beige colored manor house (to me it reminded me of the Monticello). My it was beautiful nice trim bluegrass, and trees and shrubs here and there in her front yard it was excessively pretty even for my tastes for the urban town. I parked my little smart car between a large black diesel truck and large wide red sedan. I walked up the steps to ring the doorbell on the fairly wide big cherrywood doors. I rung the door twice and about a minute later the door opens. A young aged woman unlocked the door and greeted me. She was to my guess 25+ from the way her voice sounds and had a pretty deep southern Belle Twang it was almost utterly enticing in the very least. This lady was about 5"6 165 lbs from my observations. With her below the shoulder length auburn red hair and pretty dark blue eyes she gleamed them at me. Winking and smiling she greeted me wholesomely. her frinkled face grinned and spoke,

"Why hello my young handsome man how do you do?"

I replied "I am doing overly swell are you Madame Hellen?"

She responded "Indeed I am, I was told you would come this hour. Come in now get cozy i have so many things for you to do."

I stepped in embracing her hand shake as well the glorious sight before me...i had no idea this house was out here. Walking in i followed her as she gestured to me like a pet or something that's lost its way. Her little heels clicked on her granite tile. I smelled some sort of wonderful baked goods in the atmosphere of her home I'm guessing snickerdoodle cookies i dont know but I am never the one to have an appetite this early in the morning but the aroma was surely changing that As well as her perfume smelled like sweet vanilla. She led me into her large living room where she had me to sit in a large wide cushioned arm chair. She stood 7 feet away from me and she asked,

"I insisted you try my cookies hun i know you won't be able to resist one bite"

She stepped into her nearby kitchen and bought the whole plate and a ate it upon her coffee table near my chair and her sofa and gradually poured me some chocolate milk. She was wearing a dark blue skirt and embroidered white blouse and linen jacket. I gave her my hat and she's at it on her table as we sat down to discuss business. It was if she was forcing me to be comfortable here but I thought not much of it. She began to speak and i somehow began to feel very relaxed as I sipped some of her fresh milk and nibbled on her on a cookie from her plate.

"Little Jordan you see i am not very technologically inclined but i hope that's okay this is why I have called you here for this...reason and.. *she clears her throat* and many other reasons as well As you can see my late husband has left me with many things and as well a good roof on my head but in today's life i live in i cant keep up haha I mean these beeps and bobops are all over the place but in any regard I will pay you adequately and we'll to help me with this technological world i have had forced upon me and well...as i want you to keep me company as well."

I reply to her saying.

"Yes Madame that shouldn't be one problem at all i dint mind to help i have to make a living anyway, besides I feel it's my duty to keep sharks, away from older folks anyway so no problem to me to help you.

She grinned and chuckled, and says "are you calling me old...and how much do I owe you now?"

I reply worryingly "no no no madame i am not I'm very sorry no i mean you look highly young for your age and psh price you gave me a free phone that's enough pay." I say trying to cover my tracks.

"Well it's important you are payed well so you can eat and live well but if you won't take money you will have to take other forms...of payment and keep in mind I'm not as old as you think i am...I am 64 years old but I am fortunate to have such wonderful methods to defy the power of aging.

My jaw nearly drops on the floor as I point feebly at her staring at her then around the room I see mystical looking pieces of art and pretty but strange looking plants I'm like geez this stuff must be it how can she look so young i think to myself. I reply to her saying and eating the unstably delicious cookies "wow dear my you must be some sort of goddess or something geez by the way your cookies are great i almost can't stop eating them i think i have eaten nearly 10 of them since we sat down and oh yea what sort of payments i mean I will take anything you wanna give me i will be ok." Little did I know i should try to watch what I say I start to feel even more relaxed she then responds to me noticing that I am getting drowsy and heavy eyed.

"aw please no need to worry i have or can get just about anything you want as long as you work for me but it's starting to look like your getting tired are you sure you feel like driving all the way back into your town, you can always leave tommorow I will just write you a check out to pay you as well even it you don't want it...I'm sure you will start to be fine with...What ever I give you." *She starts to grin subtlely and mischievously.*

As I finish her last snickerdoodle of the 12 and gulp down the last little ounce my eyes grow very heavy and i just slur to her "sure anything and everything is fine Madame Hellen i just dont want to make my client upset is that alright?"

She gets up and walks over to me as I begin to fall over the couch losing my balance I lay sprawled on the couch my stomach oddly perked out of my frame. She then picks up the plate and milk glass stroking my cheek wispering to me assertively but gentle Saying

"It's alright sweetsy your just an adorable pumpkin, and I'm happy you'll do anything to make a customer like me happy. She laughs out loud sinisterly as the young man falls into a deep slumber...