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Girls Who Wear Glasses

Gayle adjusted her eyeglasses, the heavy thick lenses conspiring with solemnity to constantly slither them to the tip of her small button nozzle as she sat glumly at her desk, invisible as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked ripe through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a little nerdy and didn't have the Brobdingnagian boobs that blonde bimbo Candy, the post director, had ; but she thought she was cunning, maybe not beautiful, but cute for sure. Besides, she thought men liked petite asian char, even the mousey looking I, considering all the Asian porno the men here downloaded ; but evidently her office was the exclusion to the rule.

Gayle was thin and gymnastic but she never really bothered much with her show, favoring quilt and practicality over glamour ; it was a object lesson her mother had hammered into her on a daily basis, telling her constantly that any man worth having would value her sensitiveness. Even so, as pretty as she was and as much as her mother assured her there was someone searching for her even now, the men around this post, around her locality, and seemingly populating the small city she lived in seemed to prefer the shiny over the hard-nosed ; Gayle guessed the old saw was on-key, men just didn't make passes at young woman who wore glasses !

Gayle sighed as she saw Saint David from Human resource approaching with Mike from gross revenue and Tony from populace relation ; she had always thought David was sort of cute, in a dorky I look like a camelopard sort of way, but the magniloquent grey-haired man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blonde office handler a hungry look as the top fleshy slut bent-grass over to piece up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the belittled grouping of men approach, giving them a unspoilt smell at her stage and pulling her snug skirt tightly over her vauntingly bubble butt ; however if Gayle was buck defenseless and on flame she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why confect even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blonde had no pursuit in these men ; she had her centre set higher up the food chain, squarely on the tolerant shoulder joint of the salt and pepper haired CEO of this small company, and who could blame her ; if the man wasn't illumination years out of her league she would bear taken a shot at him. Gayle was pretty sure that Candy was going to use her rather ample trunk to kip her way to the top, she had done a pretty thoroughly job already actually ; only 28 and already the VP of account statement - and the office manager ! Technically confect was Gayle's foreman, but since Gayle's designs and inventions drove this companionship the giggly light-haired left the mousy brunette alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in explosive charge of research and development, she was research and growing - she was in cathexis of a department of one !

David sat on her desk, not as a well-disposed prelude to conversation, but so he could obscure the erection that Candy's polyester wrapped ass was giving him as he spoke to the blond woman,"So Candy, you have a appointment to the party tonight ?"

Gayle watched as the tumid breasted woman straightened back up and smiled her hallmark thousand watt smiling, a flashing sign that all but said insert penis here,"Nah, I thought I'd just go stag…who knows, maybe we can trip the light fantastic some."

Gayle sighed as she translated the conversation in her headspring, pushing her wayward glasses back up her intrude, ‘ No date, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Maxwell Anderson's trouser. But if that doesn't piece of work out maybe I'll let you defile me instead !'She watched as St. David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in anticipation of going where red cent near every man had gone before ! Saint David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his bloomers and Gayle couldn't supporter but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own narrow rosehip and tiny bottom evidently of no involvement to the gathered men as they continued to eye Candy like the piece of meat she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had zilch but an erection to bid Candy, then she had no pastime ; Saint David wouldn't be defiling anything but his right hired hand if he decided to bear on sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the loathsome conniption playing out in front of her rarely utilise cubical, absentmindedly pushing her glasses up yet again and heading towards the conference room without so a good deal as a backward coup d'oeil,"Come on guys, coming together in five and you know how Maxwell Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a shimmy in her gradation and wondered if anyone's eyes were on her wool-clad rear, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard Candy giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even rate being the bum, so to speak, of a gag, so it had to be Candy still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

"fountainhead, would you handsome men escort me to the meeting ?"candy cooed,"A girl can't be too deliberate you know, and what woman wouldn't feel safe with three big inviolable men protecting her virtue ?"

Gayle dropped her head as she literally bit her glossa to keep from blurting out a sneering comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; expert not to chafe the flavourless woman anymore than necessary, she really didn't need another talk on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the every week staff meeting, being forced from the relative sanctuary of her lab, which encompassed the entire flooring below this one, and forced to interact with the people who she didn't truly understands and was never really well-situated around, hoi polloi who didn't understand her and were just as uncomfortable with her presence as she was with theirs. But most of all she hated staring at her Bos, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem near enough a word, and trying to hide what his smiles did to her.

She walked into the large forest paneled conference elbow room, quite an disconnected transition from the glass and blade décor of the rest of the office ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the warm organic fertiliser tone of dark polished woods that were more in style a hundred years ago than in this age of computer and mass product. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as engineering science raced forward, he and his companionship had to keep tempo or die ; but he decided there was no intellect the fellowship couldn't employ the most modern amenities with style. In fact his bureau and, the bind conference room she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the classic styles and incorporating modern technology discreetly.

Gayle watched as Candy stood by her chair, hiking her ridiculously tight skirt up slightly, seemingly in preparation to sit but more probable just to show off her shapely ramification ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another supercilious comment, as the men jockeyed to see who would attract out her chair for her. The minuscule mousey charwoman shook her brain and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the bunch to hold her president after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling chatter of the monkey's she worked with faded and muteness descended on the room ; she had a doctorate from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Goodall watching the monkeys fornicate in the copy room. But her honcho was another tale all together she thought as she watched the marvellous sharp dressed man walkway into the room with all the regal armorial bearing of a male monarch addressing his court of justice. Gayle was in awe of the marvellous man who always seemed to cause a kind watchword for her, always seemed to know what to do or say when she was stuck or upset ; he was everything a adult female could want in a man and Gayle knew when she saw something way out of her conference so she kept her feelings, her desires, bottled deep inside, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a warm flush that she hoped didn't show on her face filled her breast just at the passel of this gorgeous man, and that was the alone one of the embarrassing effects he had on her as the marvellous white-haired god smiled down at his seat employees a moment before taking his ass and laying a thinly manila gasbag on the dark polished Sir Henry Wood of the Brobdingnagian burnt sienna mesa. She knew there was probably just a raw data printout inside ; at her urging they had done away with almost all paperwork, everything being handled on a secure meshwork - it was a change that had saved the small fellowship nearly a million one dollar bill last year and brought her her boss's attention. But she knew one of the man's foible was he still felt more well-to-do reading material from a while of newspaper than from a silver screen, but to his credit rating he didn't require anyone sustain his script and create detailed story for him, he simply printed out the raw data point and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and smart as a whip, sometimes sprightliness just wasn't fair.

"good afternoon ladies and gentlemen…"Maxwell Anderson broke the secretiveness, his well-off smile still adorning his flawless face,"I must say that this quarter's financial news report is tending getting…"

"Sir ?"microphone asked with confusion, he had thought finis after part had been unusually remunerative ; he turned to Jacques Louis David but the man who ran accounting and make out what their boss meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax microphone, it's a well thing."Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his laugh was sexy !"According to this report…"Philip Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a well manicured deal softly on the manila paper envelope,"…according to this report, Furniture answer Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollars death quarter."There was a tranquility murmur of happy people as they all tried to figure what their bonuses would be."Ok…ok, we can all felicitate ourselves later."Marian Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost unearthly power to understand his employees'minds,"But before we continue, I would like to lay the credit with whom it is due…Gayle wintertime, I am serious when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you young gentlewoman, know that your hard word is noticed and appreciated."

"Um…ahhh…tha…thank you sir…"Gayle stammered shyly as she blushed under his smiling regard, her torso threatening to undo her mind as strange wizard coursed through her.

"Just the recognition you deserve."Sherwood Anderson replied with a voice that hinted something more, or was it just aspiring thinking on her part.

The get together went on, the usual boring reports on the common subjects that virtually ignored as they pretended to watch the data point cyclosis across the holographical displays that appeared in front of each of them ; each plaza at the tabular array had a fully functional workstation that, unlike the ones at everyone's situation desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the tabular array surface. It was innovations like this that drove this company to ever-higher net income, innovations that came from one berth - the brilliant mind of one Gayle wintertime ! She knew she was the just reason this companionship was successful ; a monkey could deal her blueprint and in fact mike in his squad simply fielded calls for purchase postulation, they actually didn't sell anything because the article of furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the meeting came to an end and she wondered, as she did every calendar week, why she had to be here ; her reports were sent daily to Mr. Maxwell Anderson so she never had a intro, and she couldn't care less about sales or accounting or that Irma, the dame who cleaned the bathroom, took a purge day cobbler's last week. Gayle dropped her head when she heard Candy's heights, and extremely annoying, voice right behind her,"Remember everyone, Halloween party tonight."She chirped like an emotional magpie,"There will be customer, supplier, stockholder, and even potential customers in attending so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and feel free to bring a date if you wish !"

Gayle fought to control her temper, knowing the blonde bitch's last comment was a quip directed straight at her ; she had never brought a date to any fellowship subprogram, not in the eight years she had worked here - in fact she hadn't actually had a engagement since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to gather the strong point to get through another billet party ; she was for certain she would someday lose it and come as a psycho gunman and end the pain in her life with the bang of a twelve gauge. Gayle jerked slightly as a strong, but patrician, hand rested on her small articulatio humeri and pulled her from her murderous musings,"cent for your thoughts."

"Ohhhh no…"Gayle laughed nervously as she turned to watch Anderson sit in the plush chairwoman next to hers, the chairman recently occupied by St. David ; but any attraction she had for the shaggy-haired accountant was forgotten as she looked into her honcho pale blueing, almost Zane Grey, eye,"I…ahhhh…I really don't think that would be a practiced idea."

"Mmmm, that bad huh ?"He asked with obvious business concern etched across his perfect face ; his dark hairsbreadth had a smattering of grey but she couldn't assistance but admiration, as she stared at his boyishly young looking facial expression, just how old this captivating man was. When she didn't answer him he sighed and softly lay his heavy strong hand on her small, almost childlike, forearm,"Look, I know your coworkers can be annoying at times but shooting them is not the answer…"

"How the hell… ?"Gayle exclaimed, suddenly slamming her mouth shut and cutting off her words as she stared wide-eyed at the obviously amused man.

"You're well-off to read than you might think."Anderson laughed, then leaned in, whispering conspiratorially,"Besides, I have to admit the thought has crossed my brain as well…from time to time."

Gayle stared a moment, not trusted if he was teasing her or not,"Um…ahhhh…Mr. Maxwell Anderson I…ahhhh….what I mean to say is….well um…"

He smiled and chuckled softly, the hand on her arm giving her a minuscule squeeze,"number one call me superior and irregular relax Gayle, I'm not going you bite you or anything !"

Gayle couldn't help but smile as she blushed, she wasn't used to holding a man's tending, and definitely not a man like Victor Anderson !"Sorry Mr…ah…sorry Victor…I'm, well I'm not very good in social site and I utterly suck at humble talk."

master smiled, patting her arm softly as he stood,"I think you're utterly charming."

Gayle slowly stood and watched nervously as his cold blade amobarbital sodium heart gave her an appraising glance, blushing as she realized she welcomed his eyes on her consistence and wondering if he was flirting with her or just trying to be friendly,"I…tha…thank you Victor, I think you're quite charming yourself."

He laughed, an unselfconscious sound of entertainment that brought a vivid smiling to her face,"You are a marvel Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her cheek softly, a straight sin in the day of sexual torment lawsuits but he was pretty sure he was in no danger from one Gayle Winters, especially when he felt her tremble under his skin senses."Come on, go nursing home change into your cute teddy digest costume and we'll see you at The regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a political party, cut loose and have some fun for a change."master paused and leaned in with a blink of an eye,"Tell you a secret, having a good prison term won't kill you !"

"Yes sir."Gayle replied reflexively, laughing softly when she saw his playful scowl,"Sorry…yes Victor."

"Better, now go !"He laughed before turning and retreating to his office. Gayle sighed with a belittled smiling still lingering on her pretty red lips ; she wasn't sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was sure enough of one thing - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their little telephone exchange had not gone unnoticed ; a green set of eyes narrowed as confect watched Gayle head start for the door, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning voices of the men she had been flirting with all good afternoon. David was an amusing beguilement for the buxom blond but she had her sights set higher and she'd be damned if she let that mousey little cuckoo get in her way !

confect caught up to Gayle at the lift and stepped inside, giving her practically small coworker a friendly smile as the room access closed, it was a small building and the blonde was sure she could own her little confabulation without being disturbed if she was agile about it so she reached over and punched the emergency give up button before turning to look Gayle in the eye,"flavour bitch, he's mine so back off or you'll be no-count !"

"Whoa…what ?"Gayle stammered as she took a small step back in the confined space ; Candy's suddenly hostile attitude taking her completely by surprise.

"You heard me you short squawk, Victor is mine so back the shtup off !"

"I…I don't know what you're talking about."Gayle stammered, not sure how to respond but the woman was a giant compared to her and Gayle felt real care trapped in the small lift with Candy.

The big blonde turned and pressed to button for the next floor before disengaging the emergency stop,"Just don't say I didn't warn you ; I've worked too tough to get him interested and I'll be damned if you swoop in and shake your near ass at him…just back off and everything will be fine !"Before Gayle could respond, the elevator dinged and the door opened, confect quickly stepping out and walking away, her stylemark smile back in place as she greeted the few multitude still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few strange looks from the people who joined her in the modest metallic element box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her best smile to try and address her jitteriness, but it looked more like a grimace. Gayle couldn't get out of the building fast enough and nearly bolted the secondment the elevator doors opened ; but she managed to manipulate herself, skulking through the lobby with her fountainhead down and her blazon protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus stop and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the mass transportation vehicles to register up, the buses rarely followed the schedule so it was mainly just a waiting game and today she wasn't really in the mood to stand there and have people stare at her like she was some science experiment gone awry. Gayle took a deep breath and started walking, she only lived about a mile away, it was a nice sunny, if cold, afternoon and she had clock time ; maybe the long walk would calm down her some, she was still a little shook by Candy's threats.

Gayle soon calmed into a relaxed beat as she walked down the nearly desolate pavement ; she wasn't worried even though the sun was threatening to go down before she got home, it was a safe Ithiel Town and a good neighborhood. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the peachy little shop class that were on her street ; she never really paid attention on her bus rides house, she was usually lost in her own head word thinking about some problem she had to puzzle out at work.

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy kitty costume she had ever seen - she had washcloths that had more substantial ! It was basically a latex V that would barely compensate her lady friend parts and it had no binding at all, just an insanely high cut Bikini with a small rear attached to the back of it. She slowly walked to the boastfully window and stared at the nearly naked mannequin, could she possibly dare ? wellspring superior did say cut loose, and showing up in this thing would definitely constitute cutting sluttish, besides wearing this would so nark that fat-titted milk cow Cindy, she'd choke on her cud for sure."God, I can't believe I'm doing this…"Gayle laughed as she shook her chief and walked into the costume store ; it was as if something was drawing her inside, as if something other than her was in controller of her wooden leg as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the counter and cleared her throat to get the sales woman's attention,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the pool costume in the windowpane, the blacken one ?"

"Oh that will wait so aphrodisiac on you, if you don't judgement my saying, you have the perfect body for that."The gross revenue clerk replied cheerfully as she gave Gayle's body a once over with a professional eye,"A zero ?"

"Yes Ma'am."Gayle replied shyly, almost feeling like she was standing naked in front end of the older woman.

"You're so lucky, men like small women…especially of Asian declivity, if you don't intellect my saying…you all look like beautiful little bird !"The woman replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a closet,"I know, I was thin once upon a prison term, but two kids took care of that !"Gayle barely registered the woman's language as she turned and held out a small box,"Um…if you're wearing panties and a bra I can let you try it on but once you buy it I can't take it back…health pattern and all…sorry."

"I…I'm for sure it will be fine."Gayle muttered as she dropped her head word and dug through her oversized handbag, searching for her wallet,"How practically ?"

"Ah twenty-nine, ninety-nine…don't know why they just don't make it thirty Buck, like a penny is gon na pretend a difference…ok with tax that'll be thirty-two oh nine…let's just bring in it thirty-two even huh ?"

"Ok…cash ok or would you prefer a card ?"Gayle asked quietly ; she rarely shopped in stores, buying most everything she needed online because she wasn't near with multitude and gang made her nervous.

"Oh clams, cash is always king !"The woman replied with a sweet grinning that told Gayle that if she paid hard currency it was doubtful this particular sale would ever be reported ; but what did she maintenance, if this overnice adult female could ready a few extra bucks then more business leader to her. Gayle handed over the Cash and started to work when the cleaning lady cleared her throat and stopped the small brunet,"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything but I was just wondering if you own a g-string ?"

"A G-string ?"

"Sweetie, have you ever worn anything like this before ?"The aged woman asked in a motherly part as she gently rubbed Gayle's pep pill arm through her heavyset parka.

Gayle sighed and slumped her berm as she slowly shook her head,"No Ma'am."

"Mmmm hmmmm, I thought not."The sales clerk replied,"So I'm assuming by those painfully hardheaded shoes you're wearing, and the horribly sensible skirt and blouse…well…white cotton panties ?"Gayle was so blockade couldn't even speak so she just nodded slowly as she blushed wildly,"Mmmm, and that's all you own….well that will never do."

"It won't ?"Gayle blinked, suddenly realizing she had no estimate what was required to be sexy, evidently it was much more refine then just a skimpy costume.

"wellspring seeing flannel scanty hanging out would form of defeat the understanding for wearing a skimpy costume."The woman laughed,"Men want to see your passably bum and not your granny panties…now about shoes…"

An hour later Gayle stood on the sidewalk waiting for a cab, her thick anorak the only matter protecting her nearly naked torso from the cold fall wind as it blew the stagnant leaves, from the tree that dotted the nearly deserted streets, across the city's concrete covered landscape painting with a mournful whispering hiss that seemed to try and tell her something she couldn't quite discern, in a spoken communication she couldn't quite understand. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something dark and menacing slide soundlessly by, unseen but not quite unnoticed, in the dark blustery Night ; was it that which the hissing, rattling leave were trying to warn her of some dark unobserved presence, or was it a warning of something malevolent yet to come ?

Gayle shrugged as she saw the headlamp approaching her, hoping it was the cab the nice cleaning woman had called her before closing up shop ; the Nox was cold and even though her parka was top of the credit line, it still allowed the frisson air inside to tickle her delicate, and mostly stark, scramble with its icy osculation as she stood there holding her outsize purse that contained the clothing she had donned that break of the day, all the wear she had donned that morn !

The squeamish gross sales salesclerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone worn, anything quite like the skimpy pot costume ; she had stayed later and helped Gayle complete the looking with a black wig of long silklike pilus and smash shorn straight person across just above her turgid nighttime optic, hanker black lacing gloves that ended just below her small elbows, and black letters patent leather iron boot that covered the lower percentage of her black fishing net clad legs. Two atomic number 47 and amber rhinestone bracelets, a similar choker, and heavy Negro physical composition accentuated the face ; the nice old woman had even painted Gayle's finger and toe nails dismal black.

She had felt dissimilar as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, muscular even. She looked good and the sales clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having second thoughts. She wasn't sure if it was the loss of seeing herself through the older woman's heart, the fact that the excitement and euphory of doing something so far out of her comfort geographical zone was starting to wear off, or just that she was getting inhuman and the lure of her courteous warm bed in her nice affectionate flat was growing secure by the second. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the snake pit she had been thinking when she walked into the pocket-size costume memory, not certain at all that she had the courage to wear the skimpy kit in populace ; the cerebration of so many people staring at her modest body, searching for her fault, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The large yellow sedan stopped in presence of her and she stared at it a moment, it was decisiveness time ; did she just go household or did she screw up her courage and go to the political party ? Gayle took a oceanic abyss intimation and reached for the second doorway with trembling fingers, opening it and slowly sliding inside, her body struggling to name even the wide-eyed bowel movement, like she was being pulled in two different way, the rope in a cosmic game of tug of war.

"Where to missy ?"The device driver asked as he turned in his prat to look at her.

"The Regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the phone of her articulation strange in her own capitulum, the words strange in her oral fissure ; almost as if someone else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a signified of rest period as she sat back in the seat, clutching her boastfully tote to her pocket-sized bureau ; the decision was made and for dependable or ill the die was vomit and her future no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her middle and said a lilliputian prayer to the god she had ignored most of her life as the taxi pulled away from the curvature and started traveling down the streetlight illuminated street, carrying her like some modernistic day Cinderella to an unsure futurity. Gayle was mulling over all the possible disasters her groovy reveal would end in and missed the entire trip, actually surprised as the vehicle jerked to a period,"We're here Miss, that'll be twelve fifty-seven."

Gayle dug in her with child bag, opening her billfold and pulling out a twenty before looking up and handing the crumpled note to the driver with a nervous smile,"Keep the modification and…well thank you."

"My pleasure Miss, have a good night."The driver replied with a true smile of his own. Gayle took a inscrutable intimation and nodded before starting to slue out of the fomite before the driver's words stopped her,"Um..well Miss, its not my place really but you look kinda uneasy is all…um, well just so's you know…you reckon beautiful…um just sayin…ya recognize ?"

Gayle rewarded the blushing driver with a bright smiling, this was the first man who had ever called her beautiful and she found that she liked being complimented,"Thank you."She paused as he returned her smile, obviously relieved that she wasn't angry that he had over-stepped some invisible limit, before she nodded again and stepped out into the Night, stopping to take a deep breathing space of the cold night air before walking with purpose into the glass and steel threshold of the high-end hotel. She had made her decision and there was no point in time in delaying the inevitable ; she would soon be parading around nearly naked in front of both her coworkers and relative strangers.

Gayle walked over to the boastfully metal and glass reception desk, her heals clicking loudly on the polished marble and echoing through the cavernous lobby ; she stopped, waiting patiently as the middle-aged man finally degraded himself enough to take bill of her,"Yes ?"

"I'm here for the Furniture answer party…"

"May I see some identification ?"The man interrupted, his face pinched as if he smelled something foul about her.

"Ahhhh, sure…"She replied, a little intimidated by the wellspring dressed snobbish man as she dug through her oversized purse for her billfold, removing both her driver's permit and her oeuvre ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

She tilted her point and watched with peculiarity as the man's mental attitude rapidly changed from adversarial to almost subservient,"Oh young woman Winters…my apologies, we expected you to arrive nearly an hour ago…well, regardless…your room is set up and if you have any luggage I can call the porter…"

"My way ?"Gayle asked with surprise,"I didn't rent a room…"

"Mr. Anderson made all the arrangements…he did suggest that there would be no problems…I do hope the penthouse suite will be acceptable…"The man stammered, confused by her strangely hostile mental attitude ; he had never had anyone upset about being in the penthouse suite,"I assure you the room is quite comfortable…"

"I can't afford the penthouse suite !"Gayle exclaimed ; she made a ripe living but the best elbow room in the trump hotel in the city was out of even her price scope !

"Oh, that is no problem Miss."The man replied, obviously relieved that it was something so simple ; he had hoi polloi receive complimentary stays in the penthouse before and the price had come up on several occasion,"Mr. Philip Anderson has taken care of everything…"

"Hold that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the giant handbag that held virtually of her spirit, this time digging around for her cubicle headphone. She turned from the desk and took several tone away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing Victor's figure on the petite keyboard a bit harder than common in her annoyance - how dare that man take such liberties ! Just because they flirted a piddling did not mean she would be jumping into bed with him at the first chance, just who did he imagine he was ?

"howdy ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

"Gayle !"The tall man replied happily,"Are you here ? Please enjoin me you'll be making an appearance at least…"

"Mr. Maxwell Anderson please !"

"Gayle ? Is something wrong ?"Maxwell Anderson replied, hearing the strange tone in her vocalism,"Are you ok ?"

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her annoyance chip in her just enough courage to get through the phone telephone call ; she was sure if he was standing in social movement of him she would be putty in his mitt and would have let him conduce her anywhere and do anything he wanted to her."I do not take account you just assuming I'll spend the night in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could deliver at least asked !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a slight scream as she felt a unassailable hand lightly rest period on her small shoulder ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and observation as the humble black box that ran her life slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched fingers. She swore silently, surely her phone was a toast, when it suddenly vanished before her eyes ; she stared in stunned silence a moment before she turned to look at victor and watched as he hit end on her headphone and then slowly hold it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold blueness oculus, seeing nothing but warmth and genuine concern, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

"Wha…how…"Gayle stammered, shaking her headway slightly, trying to offend the spell looking into his eye had seemingly woven around her mind ; she couldn't seem to believe clearly or retrieve why she was upset, all she could focus on were the butterflies churning in her stomach.

"Gayle, please tell me what's wrong…if somebody did something to upset you…"

Her articulatio genus nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her pocket-size upper arm with that large strong hand of his ; he wasn't even touching her skin and her body still began tingling in the most delicious way. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, she had worked with this man for over eight years, sometimes in quite tight quarters, and he never had this effect on her before ; sure he flustered her but all handsome men did, this was something different. She took a deep, trembling, breath as she stepped back slightly and tried to regain some of the indignation she had been feeling just minute before,"I…I…it, well it was you who upset me !"

master's eyebrow raised in obvious surprise,"Me ? I don't understand, what could I have possibly done ?"

Gayle was still befuddled and blurted out,"I'm not sleeping with you !"

"alibi me ?"victor chuckled as the bemused man continued to gaze into her eyes.

Gayle blushed brightly, even more confused,"But the room…aren't you and I…I mean it's the penthouse…and…and…oh God, you don't want to sleep with me…oh my God, I'm so stupid…"She dropped her red face into her small workforce and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to fight back her tears,"God, I'm so embarrassed…"

He sighed and reached out gently, pulling her into a informal embrace before speaking,"Shhhh now, there is zilch to be embarrassed about. This wasn't some villainous plan to sleep with you I promise, not that I'm adverse to the idea…"

Gayle looked up suddenly, her teardrop now forgotten as the butterfly stroke in her stomach went into overuse,"Wha…you mean…um…are you um, are you attracted to me ?"

"Well…um, would that be so bad ?"master asked in a tranquillize, quite life-threatening, voice.

"No…I mean well…you're really attracted to me ?"Gayle stammered, unable to trust what she was hearing,"How can you be attracted to me ?"

"Gayle you are beautiful, smart, funny and kind…how could any man not be attracted to you ?"Victor smiled as he pulled her glasses off and tenderly wiped her tears away with his thumb.

"Me…me ?"She stammered again, blinking the tears out of her center as she tried to concenter on his face,"You…you really think I'm beautiful ?"

He smiled warmly as he slightly shook his head,"It's not what I believe or don't believe ; you are beautiful and that's just a fact. A man would accept to be dotty not to be attracted to you."

Gayle laughed bitterly, not exactly the reception he was expecting,"Yeah, well it seems that every man on the east coast is crazy then…"She paused and looked up at him,"You really think…really like me ?"

Victor smiled as he brushed a stray whorl of her voiced wig behind her small waifish ear,"I've always liked you Gayle, since the first time I saw you…"

"But…"She interrupted, stopping to accumulate her thoughts before continuing,"You never said anything before, why…why now ?"

He sighed, trying to decide if he tried to mistreat back and keep their kinship professional person or throw caution to the wind and follow his tenderness ; after a moment his heart won the engagement and he bent down, slowly moving in to kiss her even as he watched for any signaling that told him to back off. He saw none and a here and now later his lips lightly touched hers and she gave a lilliputian whimper of surprisal, but still leaned in to make a proper kiss of it ; after a moment he leaned back, his body trembling slightly as his head spun and by the childlike look at her pretty face he was sure enough she felt the Lapp,"Please tell me I shouldn't apologize."

She continued staring up into his eyes as she tried to capture her breath,"Wo…wow…"

"Good wow ?"He grinned, sure enough that she had enjoyed the kiss as much as he did, he slowly spreading grinning confirming his hunch a present moment later.

"Good wow…very good wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her brain against his bureau and closing her eyes as veneration again clutched at the pit of her stomach,"Please tell me you're not playing with me, kissing the poor people ugly girl because you feel blue for her…"

"Oh Gayle, you are not ugly and I am definitely not playing with you."Victor replied and as before, leaning in and kissing the top of her head,"I…well I never said anything before because you never really seemed to be interested…"

"God, I was sssoooo interested."Gayle laughed softly,"But you are way out of my league…I mean I never dreamed you could possibly have any interestingness in me."She leaned back slightly and smiled up at him,"You're beautiful…um…I mean gorgeous…ahhhh…"

"I'd be happy with handsome."He chuckled softly, bringing a brilliantly grin to her grimace ; a smiling he thought was as grand as its owner.

She laughed as she rested her capitulum against his breast again,"Handsome it is then."

The stood that way for several mo, just enjoying the feeling of being close, when the desk clerk cleared his throat,"Your keycard Miss."

Gayle leaned back again, searching Victor's heart as she spoke,"Can you bring in two keycards ?"

master blinked, then smiled slightly,"Are you sure enough ?"

She swallowed hard, trembling slightly,"N…no, but I want you to learn the add-in anyway…please ?"

"brand another card."superior smiled softly, sighing as she rested her headway against his shoulder joint,"seminal fluid on, Lashkar-e-Toiba go up to your room and get your war paint fixed…"

"Oh God, I must be a mess !"Gayle exclaimed, suddenly mortified as she buried her head even tighter into his chest ; ten minutes ago she wouldn't have cared about a minuscule smeared mascara but now it was immensely important to her that she look her in effect for the man whose arm she now rested in,"Oh…don't flavour at me !"

Victor chuckled, the warmness of the sound bringing laughter to her lip as well,"You look wonderful, you always look wonderful."

"You haven't seen me in the morning."She laughed, suddenly unselfconscious about how she looked ; he was doing strange and fantastic matter to her and just the fact that he thought she was pretty shot her authority through the metaphoric roof,"You'll probably run screaming…"

"Am I going to see you in the sunup ?"He interrupted softly, holding his breath as he awaited her answer.

"Oh God I hope so."She sighed, amazed that he even had a doubt and even more amazed that she had basically told him that she was going to do what she so adamantly insisted she would never do just a few bit before,"Oh God, you must think I'm such a slut…"

"Then I am too because right now what I want most in all the humans is to defy you without all these bloody clothes between us !"

Gayle looked up at him and literally growled as she stepped out of his arms and took his hand and started leading him towards the elevator, only stopping when the hotel salesclerk called out,"Miss, your board !"

"God damnit."She growled, dropping victor manus before walking quickly back to the shop clerk, snatching the cards from his hand, and whirling about to return to Victor who watched her with some amusement and much unquiet anticipation.

"missy, you need to…"The salesclerk started, and stepped back slightly at her almost ferine interruption.

"Later !"Gayle growled as she retook Victor's large mitt and began pulling him towards the elevator once again, the with child man smiling as he let himself be led by the waifishly thin, elven tiny woman. He knew she was nervous, watching her small-scale deal tremble as she pushed the call clit ; he was nervous as well but probably for a dissimilar reason.

Their interaction had not gone unnoticed and candy snarled to herself as she watched the tiny charwoman she never dreamed would be a serious threat to her design and the man who she had her sights set on as her ticket to easy street, to the life-time of sumptuosity she was sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blonde growled as she watched the unlikely couple step into the lift and continued to watch until the doors closed and the identification number above that door rapidly began to interchange as the metal box holding her prize and the thief who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

Candy turned and began walking down the wide hall that led to the gravid ballroom, her heals clicking sharply on the blanched marble floor as she fumed inside and wondered how to deal with this new, most unwelcome, development. She saw David standing at the turgid wooden doors to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an approximation blossoming in her intellect that might just salvage her plans for a life story of leisure.

She smiled brightly as she waved back, adding a pronounce careen to her hips as she walked toward him with her shoulder joint pressed back and her ample busom leading the way,"Jacques Louis David ! I believe I owe you a terpsichore or two…"

Gayle and victor had no idea they had been spotted and frankly couldn't have cared less, once again wrapping their arms around each other and pressing their backtalk together as soon as the doorway slid shut,"slide your card…"

"Card ?"Gayle breathlessly replied, all she was interested in were the lip still brushing against hers, the strong body pressed against hers.

"You have to slither your menu or the lift wont move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how fast things were moving ; stunned but not really surprised, he rarely was attracted to women anymore and the few meter in the past that he was things always seemed to prompt fast. Those other liaisons always ended badly and he hoped against Leslie Townes Hope that this metre would be different ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to work out this time, Gayle was extra and he was tired of being alone !

He watched as she fumbled for the carte du jour and almost desperately swiped it through the reader, quickly turning and searching out his lips once again ; her scent, her womanishness quickly driving the worries from his idea as he eagerly returned her kisses. Time passed without posting from either of them and sooner than seemed possible the elevator sang out it's intimate ding to let them love they had arrived before the doors slid give and revealed the lobby of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The work of respective far-famed interior decorators was lost on them, they only had heart for each other at that finicky consequence in clip as they walked as one, entering the heavy hall that led to the prominent vernacular room of the spacious suite, shedding wear as they went. As Gayle's parka hit the floor, superior stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative eyes across her pocket-sized, nearly naked, body several prison term,"Wow ! I know I said cut loose but wow !"

"What ? What's wrong ?"Gayle asked, suddenly self-conscious as she looked down at the bantam cat costume that left very little to the imagination. She shyly wrapped her weapon around herself and blushed as she stared at her glistening leather kicking,"I…you're disappointed aren't you ?"

"Gayle…"

"I know its skimpy…and…and I know I have the body of a XII twelvemonth old boy..but I…I just thought…"She stopped stammering and sighed dejectedly,"I just wanted person to notice me for a change."

Victor's smile faded as he stepped forward, his arms once again gently encircling her, as if that was what they wee made to do, looking down into her wide-cut sorry eyes as,"I've noticed you every day for the final stage eight years…I can't tell you how many times when I leaned over your shoulder joint to wait at something and caught your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of self-control I had not to choose you into my arms and snog you over and over…"

"Oh Victor…I wish you would have…oh I regard you would take kissed me and never stopped !"She sighed, a spirit of pensive joy replacing her previous locution of headache,"We wasted so much time…"

"That doesn't matter, we have all the time in the world."He smiled,"All the fourth dimension we want."

Gayle stepped back and smiled as she reached up and slid the lose weight straps from her small berm and the skimpy costume dropped from her organic structure and bunched up at her invertebrate foot, she shivered slightly as she stood bare, or nearly so, in front of the man she just realized she was probably in dearest with. She made no motility to cover her low lithe organic structure as she searched his face for some augury that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his mouth slightly ajar,"Well… ? victor please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her centre sparkling with joy as a wide smile crossed her lip, refusing to leave alone her blushing face even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted foundation. She giggled like a school girl, her trunk humming with desire, as goosebump sprouted on her rose-cheeked hide, his hands on her bare flesh filling her with the most wondrous prickling sensations ; she kicked her feet, giggling again as the skimpy black latex costume flipped off her small feet and tumbled lazily through the air to shore silently on one of the ridiculously plush couches. She leaned into victor, resting her modest forefront on his thick shoulder and cooing out a quiet moan of contentment as he carried her across the large gilded elbow room and into the just as bombastic and just as opulent bedroom, pausing side by side to the unbelievably expectant bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down comforter. Gayle's drumhead was spinning and she could hardly believe what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly grime, fairy story and she was the princess instead of the homely maid or stepsister for a change.

"Gayle…I…I really want this but I want you to really require it too."Victor whispered, tripping slightly over his words as he tried to explain emotions he really didn't understand himself,"I…well I really like you and I don't want to go too fast or ... or…GOD ! Why is this so hard ?"

She grabbed his shirt, her small frail fingerbreadth wrapping around the soft albumen silk as she pulled him down on the bed next to her, tenderly caressing his cheek as she smiled and leaned in, kissing him once again ; she just couldn't get enough of the flavor of his lips touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few more kisses before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to secern you something…this is so embarrassing…"

"Hey, you can tell me anything…"He smiled as he caressed her face, his finger barely touching her hide and causing a shudder of pleasure to wash through her,"I couldn't possibly think any lupus erythematosus of you…wait…um, that didn't sound right…"

Gayle laughed as he shook his head ; she didn't know if he had misspoken on purpose but judgement by his puckish smirk she sort of thought he did,"God you're wonderful…"

"So you had to evidence me I'm wonderful ?"He grinned, having almost as lots fun joking with her as he did kissing her soft red mouth,"I already knew that."

"That's what I love about you, your humbleness !"Gayle laughed softly, amazed at how easy and comfortable she was laying naked in his coat of arms ; she snuggled into his arms and again began speaking in a shy chasten voice,"superior, I really want to do this, to be with you, but I um, well I've never done this before…I'm a…well I'm a Virgo !"

winner jerked back slightly, as if her watchword struck him with a physical force,"Seriously ? How is that possible ?"

She shrugged slightly before responding,"No one ever wanted me."

"I can't believe that…Gayle…Gayle, you're beautiful !"He exclaimed in disbelief,"I don't see how…"

"I…I'm sorry…"

"For what ?"Victor responded quickly,"There's no pity in being a virgin, we all were once you know."

"Its just…well I don't know what to do…well I do but well I…"Gayle stammered as she blushed brightly,"I'm sorry, I'm not very good at this kind of thing…"

"You're just fine."Victor smiled warmly as he kissed her forehead,"But this does form of alteration things."

"superior please…"She started to protest but he silenced her with a enceinte well-manicured digit on her modest indulgent lips.

"Hush, like I said I'm here and I'm not leaving…I meant it when I said we have all the clock time we want."He smiled,"Its just I don't want to hurt you so we need to go slow and…well I know this sounds so shallow…but we do feature to make an appearance at the party ... multitude have been asking about you."

"Me ?"She asked in disbelief,"Why would anyone ask about me ? I'm a nobody…I conception federal agency furniture for Pete's saki !"

"Gayle, you are a rock-and-roll wiz to these people !"He laughed as he rested his head on the lenient pillow next to hers,"There's one affair about CEO's, we love our toys and you make the best toys."

She just shook her head, not sure if she believed him or not but not really caring, as long as he thought she was special that was enough,"Do we take in to go right now, can't we at least cuddle a bit ?"

"snuggle ?"He laughed, his oculus twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a awry smiling that made her heart race,"I have the most beautiful cleaning woman in the globe laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do honorable than a cuddle."

"Oh ?"She giggled softly,"And just what, pray tell, would that be ?"

master answered with just a smile as he rolled over and straddled her small torso, leaning down and kissing her nose softly, then her lips ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her rima oris but her distressing whine turned into a soft groan as his backtalk tenderly kissed the easy material body of her delicate neck, tickling her sensible satiny skin with his tender wet clapper. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her body ; his loving kisses like the soft touch of a butterfly stroke's wings as his lips brushed her placid skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her top dog into the diffused pillows as his mouth found the minuscule tender mammilla of her small, nearly nonexistent breasts ; she had always been self-aware about her lack of curves but Victor didn't seem to mind as he teased the small knockout hump with his tongue, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to sort out the strange aesthesis coursing through her as he left her chest and slowly kissed his way down her flat stomach, jerking slightly when she felt his knife every so lightly lick the interior of her thin, toned thigh.

"Oh God Victor…oh please…I…Please Victor…"She begged desperately, not knowing what she needed or even wanted ; but she knew if anyone could give her what her dead body craved, it was Victor.

"Mmmmm, you taste so soundly ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered more to himself than her as he slid his facial expression between her small thin thighs and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile tongue, drawing more pant and moans as she panted rapidly, trying to pick up her breath as bolts of lightening flashed through her tingling and trembling body. A fond luminescence formed in the pit of her tummy, slowly spreading out to her extremities. After a few hour of this wondrous overrefinement of soft osculation, sparkle salt lick, and teasing probe into her diminished body, she began to tremble even more violently ; she had never felt anything like this before, she had pleased herself before but this was something so far beyond that it made her feat seem blanch and vain by comparison.

He knew she was at the lecture edge, her body screaming for release, even if she could only moan and squeak her motivation for that release ; finally he took shame on her and sucked her diminutive purge and swollen push button into his back talk, trapping it between his front teeth and his clapper as he sucked gently, like a kitty breast feeding at its female parent's teat. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thigh clamped his head in place and her trunk arc, her sinew rigid and shaking as she rode through her first veridical coming like a dunnock spinning through a crack. After nearly a mo she collapsed back into the easy comforter and twisted away from Victor's relentless tongue, no longer able to handle his teasing touch, her post orgasmic body just too sensitive.

He took ruth on her and lifted his head from her dripping sex and started to crawl back up her body, unable to refuse the temptress call of her smooth out flawless skin and her sweet musky scent, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in answer to even the idle of his kisses. He reached her fountainhead, using the bedspread to wipe his face, leaned in to buss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy smile crossed her lips,"Oh God Victor…that was…was ... I…thank you…"

"Thank you ?"He chuckled as he leaned in and kissed her again,"well you're very welcome."She smiled ; glad he didn't vexer her, and avow she saw his eyes glowing with mirth, or maybe even have intercourse ? A girl could desire after all.

"Can we just retain each other for a little bit ?"She asked, tilting her brain as his lips sought her tender neck, his tongue darting out and tasting the sweetly saltiness of her quiet skin as she sighed softly,"I…I know we have to go but…but not just yet…please ?"

He brushed his sass against her sensitive skin one more than time, his sonant breath causing her to shudder slightly, before he lay adjacent to her, ignoring the wrinkled deal he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in Victor's arms, falling irrevocably in love with her foreman, far below them confect was gathering her minions ; she had her judgment set on the tall handsome man and she'd be damned if she gave him up without a fight. She stood glaring at David, microphone, and Tony as the uneasy men shuffled their ft,"What the fuck is the problem ?"

"I don't know…um Gayle is like a pretty nice person and all, I don't think this is right…"Tony stammered as he glanced at his two cohorts who were obviously as reluctant as he was.

"What ?"The buxom blond exclaimed as she stared the three men down, quickly turning her attention to Tony,"I would suffer thought she'd be right up your bowling alley - she is built like a xii yr old boy after all ! That is about the right age isn't it ?"

"Wha…what ?"The curtly dark-haired man replied in wide-eyed blow, licking his lips nervously as he looked around,"I…I ahh…um, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh come off it !"She growled as she stepped forward and poked him in the chest of drawers,"Who do you consider set up the garnishment to pay off the colonisation with that boy's family ?"

"You…you know…but…but…"He stammered as he glanced at the two former men.

Before Tony could say anything further she turned to David,"And should we talk about girl Holt in accounting ? The one you served a gin and restorative with a twist of rohypnol…you remember her, she had to be taken to the infirmary live on Christmas Party drive you can't count and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

"Shut up, I saw what you did and more importantly so did the surety camera !"confect growled in a low menacing whole step before turning to the conclusion of her minions,"As for you Mike…"

"I get it."The magniloquent sandy haired man replied, the other two looking at him and wondering what his sin was ; he ignored them and calmly continued, he knew she had them and there was no point in fighting it,"What do you require us to do to her ?"

"I don't give a diddlysquat !"confect snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished,"Just make goddamn trusted she spends the night in the hospital…or the morgue, dealer's choice."She tossed a keycard to Mike before turning and starting for the door to the small alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a sound that caused the three men to shudder,"Just make shit sure she's not back at employment ever again !"

"Hey, what if we get caught ?"Saint David asked, the fear slurring his words slightly ; the dainty bombilation he had worked so hard to achieve a long bury memory.

"Don't"Was Candy's only reply ; but then she sighed and turned, knowing she had to open them more or they would decamp,"looking at, if the cops start hounding you then I'll be your alibi…say we were having an bacchanal in my room or something."

"Ok, whatever."Mike replied in a sour quality,"But when this is over I want what you have on me…because if we go down, you go with us !"

"No problem."Candy replied with a smiling ; she had no intent of being these three idiots'alibi, and no intention of going to jail when they ultimately got caught, and no intention of turning the proof of their injudiciousness over - her nonexistent proof ! She had her alibi ; right now she was giving a cock sucking to the penny-pinching geek from the mailroom, what did a half hour either way really matter anyway ? Once that pimply-faced dweeb's little dick hit her rima oris, he wouldn't know what class it was let alone what clip ; she would hold tinker's dam sure of that !

The three men watched as Candy sashayed her ample ass out the low way's door, seemingly hypnotized by the back and Forth River motion ; it wasn't until the door closed and the blonde's quivering butt was lost from position did the men break from their spell, Mike taking a inscrutable breath as he started for the door,"Come on then, let's get this over with."

Far above the three nervous men, Victor was donning his disgraceful cape as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the rumpled bed,"So vampire ?"

"Nope."He replied with a sly smile, turning away from her a present moment, then turning back with a T. H. White porcelain mask covering half of his bountiful face,"Ta daaaa."

"Ahhhh, my semi fine-looking Phantom."She giggled, pretending to swoon as she fell back onto the soft white quilt,"Oh Phantom, are you going to outrage me…I hope…"

Victor smiled as he walked back to her, his pocket-sized elfin doll ; so delicate in her stunner, so impeccant in her spell. An ancient hungriness tugged at him but his love life was stiff than such petit larceny affair and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their brim still lightly touching, as he heard her easygoing moan of contentment."Every probability I get my love, for timeless existence if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupid party !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck as he started to heighten,"Wait !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another candy kiss, this time her glossa tentatively peeking from her slightly parted lips, her flaccid groan growing louder as he took the sweetener and gently probed her oral fissure, seeking the offered award and finding it waiting for him. After a few instant that seemed to span hours, she dropped her head to the soft pillows and sighed,"God, what the blaze is happening to me ?"

Victor sat on the bed, taking her modest hand in his,"Gayle ?"

She turned her headspring and glanced at him, giggling softly at the look concern on his expression,"I'm fine…really."

"Something's bothering you."

"No, not really…well…no, it's nothing…"

"Gayle,"

She laughed again,"Ok…ok…it's just this is happening so fast…"

"We can slow down…"

"NO !"She exclaimed more vehemently than she intended, staring a import at his feeling of surprise before they both began laughing, Gayle easily slipping into his arms as of she had been made by the Fates just to be held by him,"Sorry…its just I don't want to slack down ; blaze, I wan na go faster !"She snuggled her head even tighter into his chest and sighed,"master we belong together, I just know it…don't you feel it too ?"

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For timeless existence if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and headway to the party to at to the lowest degree make an visual aspect and she was, after finally letting herself go with winner, eager to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the adult female who was in love, the woman who was brave enough to fag the sexy costume she had purchased on a whimsey earlier that day, the woman who no longer hid behind baggy wearable and sarcasm. As she was muddling this in her head, surrounded by silence except for the evaluate meter of Victor's strong heart, his phone rang ; Gayle gave a little scream of surprise, then giggled at her absurdity as she looked up with a sheeplike smiling and a flushed face, victor just smiling at her before checking the video display on the small electronic device,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a resigned sigh as he connected the cry,"how-do-you-do ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him talk to the buxom blond with a sour look on his face, rolling his heart several multiplication before grinning at her as he shook his promontory slowly,"Yes, yes…I…Candy, it couldn't be helped. Just tell them something I had to parcel out with came up…no…no, I'll be down shortly…yes, I look forward to seeing you too…"

"Oh you do, do you ?"Gayle teased ; she wasn't worried, it was soft enough to see by the exasperated look on his handsome face that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the aggressive blonde adult female."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is rather hot and those boobs…wow !"

winner ended the call option as he grinned at his small fancy man, sliding his phone back into his pocket as he laughed ruefully,"Yes, she is quite well endowed…one would almost say sexy…"

"Oh ?"

"Mmmm, unfortunately I'm allergic to silicone…"

"Oh My God !"She laughed as she fell back to the bed, curling up like a cat as she smiled at him,"You are a very mean man !"

"Yeah…that was kind of unkind…"He sighed as he winked at her,"But one gets tired of having those airbags shoved in one's face three times a day !"

Gayle smirked as she cupped her own lilliputian breasts,"Good thing you're not a breast guy…"

"Who says ?"He replied with a winking as he headed for the door.

Gayle looked down at he tiny bumps ; she didn't even bother with a bra, hadn't since she was twelve and wore a training bra. When she realized they weren't going to get any openhanded she just stopped bothering and wore jersey like a boy ; gravity wouldn't be her foeman. Gayle looked up with a frown,"But…"

"But what ? Your breasts are exquisite…and I don't have to care about throwing my back out !"He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the chamber room access ; she shook her head and laughed, sighing a moment later as she heard the lift make it and soon depart, her new fan, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her chief, still ginning a smile that she just couldn't wipe from her pretty face ; for once life was ripe and she was going to enjoy it.

She crawled from the bed and searched for her vesture, she really hadn't paid aid to where her affair had landed in those wild chaotic moments as they had entered the elbow room ; she was more focused on the man in whose arms she found herself in, the man she suddenly realized she had loved for as long as she'd known him.

Gayle dressed and took one last spirit in the wide-cut length mirror, shaking her head teacher as she realized just how much her trivial body was left uncovered by the lean costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her reflectivity in the mirror,"Well girl, its now or never…ok then, lets go testify the world the new us !"

She turned, still smiling like an imbecile, and walked out into the common way just as the elevator dinged,"Now what did he forget…"Her Logos died in her throat as she saw three men mistreat off the lift, their faces covered by their costume masks,"Who… ?"

"shit, looks like she dressed for us."One man laughed in a way that sent shivers down her spine.

"Just do what we say and everything will be fine."The tallest of the men said as they walked closer and spread in a free hemicycle in front of her.

"St. David ?"She asked in disarray as the taller man stopped in his tracks.

"No."He replied lamely, suddenly looking at the others nervously.

"David, I know its you, I know your vocalisation stupid."She replied with a small smirk,"Did winner send you ? So what's the gag ?"

"My name is not David…"

"Oh pink it off."She laughed,"I know it's you…and Mike…and Tony ? Tony is that you ?"

"Oh shit…"The scant of the three whispered ; they had thought that perhaps beating Gayle up, maybe raping her would be sufficient ; no one wanted to shoot down the small woman but they all suddenly knew there was little choice now."Do something !"

"Shit"Saint David growled and did the only affair he could cogitate of, he hit Gayle in the side just as hard as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the base."dickhead shit shit…"

"Oh fucking relax."microphone sighed as he walked forward and knelt next to the unconscious woman,"Its not like we can let her live anyway, she knows who we are !"

The two other men stared at him a instant before David shrugged,"well fuck it, we knew that might hap going in…"

"I…I can't do this…"Tony stammered as he began backing away, stopped only by Mike's strong hold on his arm.

"You can and you will…now the only if interrogative is what do we defecate it search like ?"

"Look like ?"Tony asked, swallowing hard as his stomach contents threatened to get to an unplanned appearance.

"Yeah do we just beat her to death…or…or…"Mike stammered as he stared at Gayle's unconscious mind form.

"Or what ?"Tony asked in a subdued voice.

"Or do we spoil her and crap it look like some fucking sex pervert did it."Saint David finished, his eyes lighting up with the theory ; he had never really taken a near facial expression at Gayle before and was pleased with what he saw - this was going to be to a greater extent fun then he thought.

"I…I can't do that !"Tony complained as he started backing away, his eyes wild with terror.

"Look you fucking trivial prick."mike growled as he roughly grabbed the smaller man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly defenseless body as Jacques Louis David watched with a little snicker, the taller man feeling much better about the whole thing since rape was mentioned - he liked his bitches to establish him work for it ! mike stood over Tony, ripping off his mask so the smaller man could see the sincerity of his Holy Scripture,"What ever we do, we all do it, we all end up as guilty as the other two so no one is tempted to fucking squeal to the cops - anyone talks and we all…all three of us, get the needle ! Got it ?"

"And…and what if…if I…if I say no ?"Tony stammered in a poor effort at defiance.

"Then we leave your abruptly body next to hers."microphone replied coldly, staring at the sniveling little man a moment before turning to Jacques Louis David,"You got a problem with that ?"

Jacques Louis David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big joke,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around Mike, still grinning like a five yr old with a cooky, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the small man back to the floor before picking up the tiny char's limp mannequin and tossing her over his shoulder like a sad sack with a side of meat of beef as he started for the sleeping room doorway,"And no sense wasting a perfectly good piece of ass, so I say rape."

mike watched as the tall man walked away, Gayle's bleeding head swaying loosely slope to side as she hung from his shoulder, shaking his head and grumbling to himself,"Fucking pervert…"He looked down at Tony, growling at the whimpering man."And what's your fucking job now ? Wasn't I clear enough ?"

"I…I don't know…know if…if I can do…do that…"

"Fucking hell !"Mike growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the smaller man to his pes,"Look, Candy was powerful, she's as small as a kid. Just fucking close your oculus and pretend she's the short stay on the Pee Wee baseball team !"Tony stared at him in repugnance and mike sighed as his ire faded, he really didn't like the mind of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could finish David at this dot and Mike did say what one did they all did,"looking, you don't have to finish or anything, just shove your prick in her a few times and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to stare at him in revulsion as tears ran down his pale face ; mike sighed and gave him a light shove towards the chamber,"Look, you can do this…you get to do this !"

Far below in the raucous dance palace, Victor was listening to the inane babbling of one of the company CEO's he did business with ; a lot of concern so he patiently smiled and nodded his headspring as the fat man prattled on about his golf plot, Victor constantly checking his watch between glancing at the ballroom's large doors, the fat man's words lost on him as he wondered for the hundredth time what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stupid person to realize Victor hadn't heard a word he said, and slapped the grandiloquent man's shoulder,"That was definitive !"

Victor smiled, forcing a chortle from his lips ; this was the CEO of the tenth part richest companionship in their urban center after all so featherbed him was a concern necessity,"Very amusing."

"Oh, and you won't believe what happened next…"The youthful boar prattled on, his plentiful jowls quivering in his amusement ; Victor thought it fitting he was dressed as Henry the Eighth. He checked his watch again and froze as he suddenly saw an image in his idea ; Gayle's dark center opened wide in terror, tears running down her gentle brass as she called out his name in desperation.

superior looked up and interrupted the fat fool in front of him,"Excuse me Norman Mattoon Thomas, I just remembered I have something important to do."

"But I haven't gotten to the best part yet…"

"I'm for sure, but this can't wait."Victor replied apologetically as he started to turn,"I'll just be a import and we can pick up where we left off."

"Oh very well."Dylan Marlais Thomas laughed cheerfully, too stupid to realize he was being brushed off,"No rest for the unholy hey ?"

"Something like that."victor mumbled as he walked away, his judgment already forgetting the fat fool even existed ; something was going on with Gayle, something bad - very bad ! He had learned not to ignore his visions a very long time ago, they were rarely wrong and even if this was one of the few times they were, he still was disturbed why Gayle hadn't yet arrived ; perhaps it was nothing more than she needed a petty lesson keep, her costume was a bit revealing…

Victor stopped when he felt a small paw grab his arm, turning to see Candy's smiling face,"Buy a hard working girl a potable ?"

Victor looked down into her eyes and his compound sense recorded a million affair about her in that split second, a million lilliputian spell of datum that suddenly had his stomach churning with worry. He could sense a man's seed on her, well a boy's since he recognized the smell of Collin, the intern who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this ambitious blonde Carcharodon carcharias waste matter sentence with him ? He also heard her affection racing in her thorax, saw the veins in her neck opening distending as blood ran through them at ever increasing bulk ; he could smell her fear and restiveness, see her pupils dilate slightly as she desperately tried to hold up him. She was up to something nefarious, something he was sure included Gayle,"What's going on Candy ?"

She plastered that trademark smile on her face as she poured on the charm,"Just a lonely daughter trying to get a handsome man to expend a minuscule time with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his eyes saw through her performance in an instant,"Cut the shit you trivial bitch ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"Candy recoiled as his center literally seemed to dart red with ira,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the ballroom's large ornate doors, his flabby leather shoes making tranquillity slapping sound on the round off marble floor as he hurried to the elevators.

The concierge saw him coming, wondering what had the vauntingly man in such a precipitation ; the young man watched as Victor hurried past the elevators, his blackamoor cape flying behind him, and entered the stairwell doorway. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to captivate the large man before he got too far to tell him the stairwell doors were locked from the inside ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no sign of Victor, just his porcelain mask laying broken at the young man's feet.

Far above, as the confuse Concierge gently nudged the broken mask with his foot and wondered what had caused the deeply scratched on the hard porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining consciousness. She groaned as she opened her eye, her nous still too fuzzed to call back what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing wave as she looked up and saw the savage smile on Saint David's excited face,"Wha ... what…you hit me !"

"Gon na fucking hit you again if you don't stop squirming around…hold still you bitch !"Saint David growled as she tried to kvetch him off of her ; he began punching her over and over a gain as he punctuated each reverse with a grumble Son,"Hold…the…fuck…still…"

This was too much for even Mike, he was a grampus but this bordered on torture and while he was a psychopath he wasn't a cruel one ; he grabbed David's shoulder and with surprising military capability flipped the larger man off Gayle and onto the floor where he landed on the carpet with a muffled thumping and a feeling of arrant surprise,"What the hell ?"

"Enough, that is fucking enough !"microphone growled as he stared the taller man down,"I'm sick of this shit ! Sick of you ! Sick of this whole fucking rotten lot !"

"Wha…you said…you said we were gon na rape her !"David protested as he lay on the floor, his pants still around his ankles as he stared up at his angry friend. David started to stand as he continued whining,"Look, you guys don't have to but I want to and you said that we were gon na …"

"I changed my mind !"Mike stroke back, kicking the taller man hard in the middle and knocking him back to the trading floor,"cleanup her is one matter, but this is just disturbed !"He turned to look at Gayle cowering naked on the large bed,"I'm sorry about this, I really am."

"Ple…please Mike…please don't…you do…don't have to do this…I…I won't say anything…"Gayle sobbed as she slowly scooted up the bed trying to escape the moth-eaten eyes man she once thought of as a friend or if not that then at least a favorable coworker.

"I'm sorry Gayle, I have to."Mike replied sadly,"confect has got something on me, something that I just can't let get out…I'm sorry but its you or me…"

"PLEASE NNNOOOOOOO…"She screamed as he grabbed her small ankle and pulled her to him, his decently hand flashing out, the knife he held there biting into her physique as he stabbed her stomach three fast times. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in jounce, coughing up a small dribble of rake, her screams choked off by the burning at the stake agony that quickly spread through her body.

"Don't concern, it'll be over soon…"microphone replied, his Scripture cut off by a gurgling scream behind him ; he turned to see someone, or something, literally chewing his way through Tony's neck as the man screamed over and over, an cold-blooded auditory sensation that froze even a psychopath like mike in place. He watched as Tony fell silent, his optic glazing over as his head came unblock and his body fell limply to the floor, spraying hot red blood in all directions from the murder hatful of meat that had once been his cervix. The gravid figure, dressed in a black cape and white line of descent stained shirt, stood slowly, his eyes two bright red ember burning in a hideously feral spoof of a human being face, Tony's severed straits still in his hand, the dark figure's claw like fingers clutching the small-scale man's dark hair.

There was a unagitated moment of silence as Mike stared into those brilliantly fiery red eyes, a moment that seemed frozen in time, an timeless existence release in the blink of an eye ; but that moment ended as the saturnine figure dropped Tony's severed straits, screaming out a sound so other worldly and terrible, Mike swore his inwardness stopped for a moment. He didn't have time to contemplate what he was seeing and sense of hearing because before his eye could even register the movement, the tool crossed the elbow room and drove his large fist through Mike's read/write head, like a hammer through a melon. Gayle gasped as microphone's mentality splashed over he belittled defenseless body, shielding her face as bit of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyes off the dour figure as he literally held David up from the inside of his tattered skull.

It turned to gaze at David as he whimpered and tried to get up, fear and his trouser still tangled around his mortise joint making it a futile elbow grease ; the fauna snarled as it watched him, it's tumid White person tooth gleaming a sickening whiten in the dim room as if they glowed some god-awful light al their own. Gayle watched as the creature dropped Mike's corpse and turned to face Saint David, almost as if it were incognizant of her presence, and slowly closed the length with a terrible inhuman grace ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the animate being stalk its next dupe, the ugly beauty of the monster capturing her attention and refusing to let it go.

The large benighted figure stood over David a moment, then threw back its head teacher and let out a dreaded holloa that shook the windowpane, a roar that Gayle could feel in her bones. But the primeval auditory sensation that caused David to unloose his gut and vitiate his bladder in scurvy brat held no fear for her ; somewhere in that horrific phone she heard something familiar, something that offered comfort instead of pain, love instead of death. She watched with just oddment now as David wept like a scared child, pathetically pleading for mercy in a thin out weak vocalism. Suddenly the creature knelt, driving a knock-down knee into David's stomach and forcing the air out of the taller man in an explosive gasp, a low menacing grumbling emanating from somewhere bass inside the monstrosity's monolithic chest as it grabbed David's face in it's large clawed hand.

Gayle gasped again as she heard it address, a voice she knew well,"You try to rape my beloved and you ask for clemency ?"

"Victor…"Gayle whispered, suddenly realizing what she had heard in that mighty roar.

Victor ignored her almost soundless whisper as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nothing but a composition of essence to his kind ; superior spoke in a low menacing flavor, carefully pronouncing each Good Book,"I am Vampyrie, a Lord of the Night, a child of the Blood mother, I have no mercy for the ilk of you !"

Victor drove his head down, his razor sharp-worded teeth ripping into David's cervix ; euphoria filled his judgement as the hapless man's warm salty blood filled his mouth, the coppery taste lingering as the rip slid easily down Victor's throat, as had the bloodline of countless other person before him down through the aeon. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the taste of man blood almost a sexual release and Victor knew why some of his kind had become so addicted that they had slaughtered one thousand of humans, becoming mad with desire for the strong vital drink that produced such exhilaration in his people. But it was a unforesightful survive sensation and as superior stood, Saint David drained to the live on few drops of his life's blood, he could find the ardent wonderful tendrils of the alimentation frenzy slowly pillowcase from his mind, leaving him sated and content.

He turned, his anger, along with his hungriness, sated by the massacre he had visited upon these men, and hung his head as he looked into Gayle's extensive dark eyes,"I am sorry…I…I didn't want you to happen out like this…"He watched in shock as she collapsed to the bed, only then seeing the huge amount of her blood soaking the now garishly red baby's dummy,"immortal ! Your hurt !"

He hurried to her side, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his weapon, her rakehell adding to the gore that already stained his clothing ; she smiled as her eyes fluttered, a battle to keep them overt,"It's nothing, doesn't even hurt anymore…"winner turned his impressive inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the high temperature of her wound, smell the nighttime blood line and the corruption that had already begun to eat away at her dying body ; her wounds were fatal and no doctor in the reality could save her !

But he could,"Gayle…oh my beautiful Gayle…wake up, please inflame up…"

"I'm here, why are you crying ?"She asked calmly, her minuscule hand reaching up to wipe away his bust,"Don't cry ; you're here, we're together…don't cry my love…"

"Gayle…oh Gayle you're dying."Victor whispered through his tears,"Please Gayle listen…"

"I'm dying ?"She interrupted as a modest teardrop ran from the nook of her eye,"I…I'm sorry Victor…don't be mad…please…I'm sorry my love…"

"Gayle, please heed Gayle, listen to me."victor repeated, giving her a sad grin when she opened her eye,"I can lay aside you but…but I have to take a leak you like me…I…I have to constitute you a monster…"

"Not a monster…I…I love you…"She whispered weakly, he knew she was near the end.

"Gayle please understand, I can deliver you, we can be together forever…for an eternity…just say yes !"

"Eternity ?"Gayle whispered, her middle shutting as she smiled,"I like that…eternity…"That was close adequate for him ; he brought his wrist to his back talk, biting down hard and wincing, even Vampyrie felt pain.

He placed his torn bleeding wrist to her mouth, petting her soft brown hair with his other handwriting as he leaned down and whispered,"drunkenness Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his wounding and swallowing his rakehell, blood that would kill the human Gayle but would also give parturition to something more. Gayle sucked greedily at his wounding a few more moments before the tool in his blood spread through her body and began the translation, with which came bother. Her eyes opened wide and she screamed out her agony as Victor held her mastered,"Shhhh, I know my passion, I know it hurts but the pain in the neck will pass soon…its ok…"She screamed one more than clip before the pain became too a lot and her mind, in an effort to save her sanity, switched off and the blissful quiet of the black reached up and claimed her.

Victor sighed, gently placing his mitt on her little chest, feeling her heart slow and then finally stop ; this was where her time to come hinged, either her meat would re-start and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die human. He waited, fear watering at his mind as he searched her still body for any sign of biography ; but he found none, nothing but death resided in her small cast and his kernel sank as his point dropped, what was he to do without her, his unending life would appear so vacate with out her at his side.

He lifted his head suddenly and stared at her passive looking face, did he sense something, a hurly burly, the smallest flicker of life ? Yes, there it was again, her heart stirring ever so slightly, like a small shuttle rousing from a deep nap ; suddenly a one-third twitch and then without any far monition her heart began beating strong and proud as life again returned to her small body. But not the lifetime she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite man, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you pick up me ?"

She didn't respond but the quiet distressing moan that escaped her pocket-sized slightly parted backtalk was enough for him as joy filled his heart ; but there was no time to lose, she was still vulnerable until the transformation was complete and that would postulate various more than days at least - she had been very near expiry after all !

superior pulled his cape from his shoulders and wrapped her small bloodstained organic structure in the heavy silk and fleece garment, it was slurred and warm and would provide her decent protection from the frigidity ; he may have used it as a costume this night but there was a sentence when this cape, and others like it, adorned his liberal shoulder on a daily basis. He didn't need the protection it afforded from the chill night air and she soon wouldn't either, but for now she was still fragile and though she lived now there was no warrant that she would remain that way, not yet.

He stood, Gayle in his branch, and surveyed the carnage he had wrought ; he knew it would be best if she could remain undisturbed until she was stiff but it had been a noisy massacre and someone was sure to come investigate sooner rather than later. He smiled grimly as he started for the door, yes someone would come soon and it might be a bit awkward to try and explain the blood soaked room ; let alone three mangled corpses laying on the floor, one almost completely drained of blood !

Victor walked past the elevator, scooping up Gayle's hulk purse as he passed, and down the hall, kicking open the door that led onto the roof garden that acted as a sitting area for the penthouse rooms and straight to the shortstop wall that looked out over the construction roof proper. He sighed as he looked down the XXX understructure to the tar and gravel control surface below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the short paries, there was no former option, he couldn't take the main lift with a blood covered nude woman in his limb so he had to take the alimony elevator and it stopped at the roof below.

He took a deep breath and stepped from the top of the paries, falling the distance quickly and letting his branch bend with the impact of his feet hitting the cap at nearly twenty miles an hour, not for himself but to save Gayle from as often of the jarring landing as he could. Satisfied she had weathered the parachuting with no ill effects, Victor quickly ran to where the orotund care elevator room access stood closed to the moth-eaten air of the night, Gayle's small body fall as a feather in his arms. She wouldn't have presented much of a incumbrance had he been a convention man, and he was definitely not normal ; he smiled as he pressed the margin call release and was rewarded with a dim yellow light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the magnanimous alloy box that smelled faintly of grease and paint and waited as it slowly descended the LXX flooring into the sub-basement he hoped would be abandon this time of night ; smiling as the doors opened to near pitch darkness. The inky bootleg presented no problem to him, his optic quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by various computing machine displays, a digital clock and the odd indicant Light was like gamy noonday to his sensible eyes.

He quickly walked out of the vauntingly workroom, across the small Radclyffe Hall and to the steel threshold that led to the parking basement, kicking hard and smiling as it easily gave way to his inhuman strength ; he walked into the brightly lit subterranean parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked hours ago, laying Gayle gently in the spinal column seat before sliding behind the wheel and driving off into the insensate shadow Night. It was time for both master Anderson and Gayle Winters to disappear, to give up to survive ; something he had done countless times before down through more geezerhood than he cared to remember and, he was sure, he would do many more times in the twelvemonth to come. Now though he no longer dreaded the aeonian century ahead of him, he would no longer go through life alone…





Candy walked through the agency, smiling at the people working diligently at their desks ; she was still the office staff handler but was sure that she would soon be resigning her position. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to expose his discernment to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the company's ever-dwindling profits, accelerating the once profitable firms ultimate demise. The company was slowly going under as it tried to outlive merchandising and reselling Gayle wintertime's designs, but with out any new conception or the clever initiation she was noted for, their top customer were quickly losing interest ; CEO's were infamous for their short attention twain and Gayle's old designs were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to imprint your clients and competition with tech they all had, no the game was not he who had the best toys won but he who had the new toy first gear won.

confect really didn't upkeep if the company went under or not, at twenty-nine she was set for life ; between what she was capable to gouge from her new boss, along with what she had been capable to steal from the ship's company ever since becoming the VP in bang of accounting meant she would never suffer to mould again.

She walked into her turgid luxurious berth and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously gilded government agency chair ; all purchased from company monetary resource, from a high-end contender no less. Candy looked down and was surprised to see a Negroid envelope with her name written in rip red ink in thick bold lines on the straw man ; she rolled her eye, this had to be someone's laugh for the Halloween political party tonight. She was actually a little surprised they were even having it after the nightmare of end age political party ; Mike, David, and Tony literally pluck apart, Gayle and Victor missing. She knew the case was still open air, Gayle and master having never been found ; but it was no business concern of hers, nothing pointed to her even though the whole heap had been her doing. Well her program hadn't gone quite the way she had envisioned it, only Gayle was supposed to die that Night and victor was definitely not supposed to disappear.

But it had all worked out in her favour ; the confusion that reigned afterward allowed her to steal even More money from the business's caisson and the pudgy balding man that had replaced Victor as CEO was much more easily manipulated than he had been. Yes, all in all the whole thing had actually been a blessing to the buxom blonde and had advanced her design to retire young by several years.

confect picked up the gasbag and used a tenacious pink painted nail to open it as she mused upon that night a year ago ; the prevailing hypothesis was that Mike, Saint David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to experience a little party of their own and Victor had found them and in a fad murdered them all, the police force had interviewed the desk salesclerk that had witnessed their osculation and it was the most plausible scenario in their minds - it was always the boyfriend after all !

Gayle's body had never actually been found but The Medical inspector had assured anyone who would listen that the voluminous amount of money of her blood found in the bed most assuredly meant she had died that night and he could only assume that superior had taken her body for some demented guiltiness driven intellect. candy smiled as she pulled the loggerheaded card from the envelope ; the police were mostly correct, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a willing participant and she was almost sealed superior hadn't been the one who had killed her.

Candy furled her forehead when she read the one line written in the Saame thick bloodline red ink as her name on the envelope, ‘ Meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the last two letters, it couldn't be ; no this had to be somebody playing a sick jape and she was going to make them wish they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the large shorts in her desk, pulling her purse out, opening that and pulling a small pistol out ; whoever was trying to meet her would pay a very dear Leontyne Price for that mistake - nobody sleep together with her and didn't pay a good price for it !

She pulled the small weapons magazine, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her handbag, after slamming the diminutive magazine back plate, and walked from her situation, pausing only to speak to her secretary,"Tina, I'll be out of the office the rest period of the day, I need to talk with a client."

"Yes Ma'am."The much sure-enough womanhood replied ; Cindy insisted on the honorific, she was a Vice president after all.

"No calls ; none at all, my earpiece will be off anyway."candy called over her shoulder, not bothering to hold off for an answer as she walked away quickly, her tight polyester dress making a swishing sound to announce her passing as she made her way to the elevator and stepped inside, pushing the now rarely used button that would take her down to Gayle's lab.

As she stepped out of the elevator, ripping the yellow law tape out of her way, she saw a minor blonde sitting at Gayle's now disused work post, her back to the elevator. Candy stepped into the enceinte lab, a thick stratum of detritus had settled on everything inside and she coughed softly as her feet kicked up small clouds,"Who are you and what…"

"Shhhhh, can't you see I'm working here ?"The small blond interrupted in an disport spokesperson as she continued to work at Gayle's old calculator,"My my my, you have been a naughty girl."

"Wha…"

"Now be quiet will you ?"The womanhood interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hatred to let to rip your spit out…that comes later !"The minor woman typed a few to a greater extent keys with her gloved mitt and whistled softly,"My goodness, how much did you steal anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This prison term the lowly woman didn't jape as she turned and to face up the big-breasted blond,"SHUT UP YOU FUCKING BITCH !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blonde wig from her header,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three shitheads to rape and off me, but you've been stealing the ship's company blind for the in conclusion four class too ?"

"No no…it's not possible…you're dead !"confect gasped as she saw the pocket-size adult female push her looking glass back up her nose, something she had seen Gayle do a million times.

Gayle smiled and tilted her caput,"I got better."

confect shook her fountainhead and to her credit recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her purse, dropping the small leather bag as she pointed the small-scale black steel weapon at Gayle,"Well I assure you you won't get better this time !"

"That won't do you any thoroughly you know, I'm not the shy little girl I used to be."Gayle laughed as she calmly stuffed the blonde wig into the oversize pocketbook she had been using for years and stepped forward, pushing her glasses back up her olfactory organ once again,"In fact you'll find there have been a with child many changes in me…"

"Yeah, whatever…"Candy replied, an malevolent grin on her face as she pulled the trigger.

Out in the street Victor was getting a short impatient as he circled the block for the fourth time, wondering what the hell was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, nag Candy's data processor, get the incriminating data, and get out. But he had been waiting almost two hours and was worried she had been caught ; they didn't really look like they did a year ago but they would probably still be recognized if spotted by anyone who knew them.

winner swore as he double-parked, instantly getting the attention of a meter maid ; he shook his head as she started towards him, shifting the car back into power train. He was about to take off when he saw Gayle take the air cheerfully out of the building and curl the woman off as she pointed towards him ; Victor breathed a sigh of rilievo as the meter amah nodded and turned.

Gayle slid into the ass next to him and smiled, her fingerbreadth slipping her specs back up her nose,"Got it."

He smiled at the familiar gesture she probably didn't even get laid she was doing,"Why do you still wear those things, the lens of the eye are just plain glass anyway."

She tilted her head and smirked at him,"I thought you liked fille who wore glasses."

"Just one."He laughed, then paused and tilted his pass,"You have something…ah right…um, on your upper lip there…"

Gayle wiped her speed lip and smiled as she popped her finger's breadth into her sass,"Mmmm, just a bit of Candy… ”