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    • create-a-dish night. Thhinking ground beef, beef rice-a-roni and corn with some extra seasoning.
    • A few days later, Pam came in.   I’ve made a list of employees who might benefit from Pleasant Acres.   He picked up the paper and read.   Victor Read was at the top of the list.  Jim thought he might make the list.  He was a good programmer, but very shy and socially awkward.   He suspected he was going to get the same treatment that Kate and Randy did; he’d end up naked on arrival. “OK, but can we hold off sending anybody until we get Kevin back?  I’d not like to deplete our resources or tell people they can take time off.” Pam agreed it would be a good idea to hold off, but she could have the Pleasant Acres staff start developing treatment plans for Vic and others. The weekend came, and it was the weekend of Randy’s wedding.  “I’ve booked flights, hotel rooms, and a car there,” Pam said.  “I can pick you up at your place at 8 AM and we’ll have time to make it to the hotel and change before heading to the venue.” Jim went home and packed his suit and a change of clothes in his travel bag.   He packed his diaper bag and added more to the suitcase.    Saturday morning, Pam rang his bell.   “Ready to go?” “Yes,’ Jim said, wheeling the small suitcase and having his diaper bag slung over his shoulder.   They headed to her car for the short ride to the airport.    Through security they headed to the gate and sat down. “So, you think those six people, you’ve identified will be helped by Pleasant Acres?” he asked. “Yes, I do.   I think you’ll find in the long run, you’ll have a more effective, better running team.   Not that you’re not doing a good job now, but it can get better.   This is why the company is investing so much in this.” “How many people has the company sent?”  he asked. “Well, it started with the boss.   He went while he was still a vice president.   He went on his own, hoping it would improve his career.   It obviously did.   Kathy Wood was hired after she had graduated from Pleasant Acres, much like me.   Kirk Black, the CFO, went, and so did Dennis Morton, the head of marketing.    You were the first from engineering.” Wow, Jim thought. “Oh, and you don’t know this yet, but you are getting a bump up in title.   You’ll be the VP of Product Development going forward.” Jim beamed.   That was nice.   He wondered if it had a pay increase. They started the boarding process, and Pam stood.  “Let’s go.” They got to the second row of the plane, and Pam said, “Window or aisle?” Jim took the window seat.   First class, he mused.   This was nice.   Years ago, he had traveled enough for the company to merit upgrades from the airline, but of late, he had been forced to ride in the back of the bus. A couple of complementary drinks later, they were descending into the destination airport.   Pam led him out to the rental car area, got a car, and they drove to the hotel.   She obtained two room keys from the front desk and led him to a room.   “This is yours; mine is right next door.   Jim went inside and saw Pam entering the next one. He unpacked his suit and laid it out on the bed.   Then he heard a knock.   It was not at the hall door, but one on the side of the room.   He opened it to find Pam there in her room.  “I got us adjoining rooms.    I just realized you might need a change.” Jim nodded and she came in and had him on the bed and changed.  “OK, I’m going to go get dressed,” she said and left. About an hour later, she knocked again and asked if he was ready to go.   He grabbed his diaper bag and headed out.    They drove to the venue and told him he could leave the bag in the car.  They would get it if they needed to. The service was brief.   The bride was beautiful in her gown and Randy looked very happy.    The bridal party went to take pictures, while the guests were directed to an area with an open bar. “Hi, Jim,” he heard a voice.   He turned and found Kate.   “I see we have a Pleasant Acres contingent here.”   Jim gave her a brief hug.   Kate had an attractive man with her.  “This is my friend Walter,” she said, and Jim shook his hand.    “This is Pam,” he said, introducing her.  “She’s my, uh… assistant.”  They exchanged pleasantries. “Jim! Pam!” another voice came up.   It was Bitsy.   “Oh, hi, Bitsy,” Pam said.   “I mean Elizabeth.” “Liz,” Bitsy corrected.   “Good to see you.” “You know each other?” Jim said, confused. “Sure,” Bitsy said.  “Don’t you remember?  She was my nanny at Pleasant Acres.”   Jim thought back.   She remembered a woman feeding Bitsy in the dining room. “Oh, that was you?  I’d not put that together,” Jim said.   Jim hadn’t realized he had seen Pam before she drove him back from the facility. A bell chimed for dinner, and the guests were seated.   There were the usual toasts and such.   Food was served.  Not bad.  A band started to play, and after a few staged dances, couples headed to the floor.    Pam asked Jim if he’d like to dance, and they agreed.   Jim couldn’t remember the last time he had danced, but he hoped he wasn’t making too much of a fool out of himself. The music changed to a slow song, and Pam snuggled in close to him.   Jim found it comforting, but wondered if it was a conflict of interest.   He also wondered just what his feelings were toward Pam… and what were hers to him? The song ended, and they resumed their seats.   Liz explained that she had obtained a job, moved out into her own place, and was doing well since Pleasant Acres, much to the pleasure of her parents, who had sent her there.   More chit-chat ensued, and then the bride and groom reappeared in casual clothes for their honeymoon send-off.   Bitsy, well, now Liz pulled a bag from under her chair.   “Well, I guess it’s time to be off.   As soon as I deal with my one reminder of my former life.” “Would you like me to help you?” Pam asked.   “For old time’s sake,” she said with a wink. “Thank you,” Liz said.  “But no.   It’s important that I care for myself.   I’m a big girl now.” Pam turned to Jim, “Do you need a change?” “I do, but it can wait until we are back at the hotel.”     They made their way to the car and drove back.   Jim tossed his jacket on the back of a chair and loosened his tie.   Pam got out the changing supplies and started to work. “You never told me about your stint at Pleasant Acres,” Jim said while being changed. Pam signed.   She’d have to tell him eventually.   “Let me order up some wine from room service, and I’ll tell you about it.”
    • Same here.  Always have.  Just can't sleep when wearing a diaper.
    • You may have had to write a "big check" if they had done that!
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