EDNA goes to town

“Understood. While you injury prevents intimate contact, you desire to look attractive for your boyfriend. He has been asked to present himself here. I shall make the desired changes,” EDNA said, completely misreading your intent.

“No! Wait!” You said as a whirlwind of activity took place, literally jostling you so much you were unable to get any more words out.

You were plopped back down in bed, only now, you had been poured into a slinky red nightgown. Maribou heels were on your manicured feet.(the compression and ice pack remained). The nightgown had a long slit, and EDNA took care to make sure an expanse of leg was showing. The push up cups of the nightgown again have the appearance of cleavage. Your hair had been brushed out into long, soft waves and it draped around your head on the pillow like a pinup’s from the 40’s. In fact, that seemed to be the look EDNA had decided upon.

You tried to get up, but EDNA pushed you back into a reclining position. “Jane, you need to stay in bed.”

The bedroom door opened and Raymond took one look at you and grinned. “Now that’s quite the comfortable something to slip into. And I’m not entirely talking about your gown,” he said, obviously pleased with what EDNA had done.

“Ray, please?” You said, having had about enough of everything. “My ankle...” You gestured towards your heeled foot.

“I know. I got the email. You’re taking tomorrow off. But not to worry, I’ll send some of the girls over with some work. Plus that way you gals can all talk about how handsome I am,” he said with a wink. “And then after work, I’ll be back. You still owe me a cocktail.”

You heard that dreaded ping.

“Oh,” Raymond said, “One look at you and I forgot. Your assistant asked me to bring you your purse.”

He handed you the clutch and you tore into it, grabbing the phone and staring at it.

“Drinks with boyfriend, tomorrow evening” the message read. You groaned.

“Ok, babe,” Raymond said, thinking the groan was one of physical discomfort. “If you need anything, pain meds, a massage, a good shagging to take your mind off of things,” he winked

Another ping. “Contact boyfriend if anything is required” the new message said.

“Ray, I think you need to go now,” you said, hoping that you could straighten EDNA out once he left. And hoping no more “data” about you would be entered into the system about “Jane.”

“I know. Girls. Tomorrow. Work. Me. In that order, unless you change your mind,” and he kissed the top of your head. “I’ll see myself out.”

He turned and walked out of the bedroom. After a pause, you heard the door close.

You closed your eyes and sighed. Raymond now knew where “Jane” lived. And he’d be sending more coworkers over, so they’d know where Jane lived. This was getting complicated quickly.

“EDNA...”