Chapter 5

The next morning Jack was told by the work coordinator he would be working in the residence hall. He walked back to the dorm and was soon busy stripping the wax off of the hallway floor. He was alone and soon he was bored out of his mind. The morning dragged on endlessly.

The chemical he was using to loosen the wax was irritating to his skin and his hands were soon red and sore from the stripper. He went to the bathroom and washed them with water and that brought some relief. Jack decided to ask the dean if he had any rubber gloves he could use.

He looked in the office and then knocked on the apartment door. When the door opened he found himself looking into the eyes of the girl he had met the day before. She was dressed in a white dress that looked a little small, and her hair was tied back in a ponytail with a pink ribbon. She smiled when she saw him and her face seemed to glow with an inner light. She was truly beautiful, or to be more precise incredibly sexy.

"Hi Jack, what can I do for you?"

"Is Dean Stoudon here? I need to see if I can get something from him."

"He went to town and won't be back until tonight sometime. It's just you and me today. What do you need? Maybe I can help. I know where most everything is around here." Her eyes seemed mischievous as she spoke.

"I need some gloves to protect my hands from the stripper I'm using." Jack held his hands and arms out for her to see.

"Come on in, I got some lotion that should help clear that up."

She had Jack sit down at the kitchen table and she went into another room to get the lotion. What was her name? She had told him yesterday. Marcie that was her name, having remembered her name he felt more comfortable and relaxed.

"Jack, will you come in here a minute." Her voice came from a room down the hall.

Jack walked into the room and found himself in the master bedroom. He didn't see anybody at first. "Where are you?"

"I am in the master bath. I need you to hold something." She was standing in front of the sink trying to keep the bottles from falling out of the medicine cabinet. As Jack walked up one of the bottles slipped and splattered a blue, foul smelling liquid all over both of them. "Oh no! That stuff will ruin our clothes it contains a permanent dye".

Jack reached up and helped her put the other bottles back on the shelves. When the cabinet was secured Marcella hurried back to the kitchen where the washer and dryer were located. Jack followed her wondering how he would get the chemicals out of his clothes.

"Take your shirt off and give it to me." Jack watched as she unbuttoned her dress and let it slip down around her feet. She turned around, "did you hear me? We have to wash these clothes now if we want to save them."

"I don't think we should be together with you in your underwear. What if Mrs. Stoudon comes home?" Jack was quite nervous with this strange turn of events.

"Don't worry about her. She won't be home before midnight. She's working at the hospital in town. She fills in for the resident ER doctor when he is out for some reason. Are you going to give me your shirt or just stand there and stare?"