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Girls Who Wear Glasses

Gayle adjusted her spectacle, the profound thick lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slew them to the tip of her small button nose as she sat glumly at her desk, invisible as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked proper through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a little nerdy and didn't have the huge boob that blonde bimbo confect, the office manager, had ; but she thought she was cunning, maybe not beautiful, but cute for surely. Besides, she thought men liked petite asian women, even the mousey looking ones, considering all the Asiatic porn the men here downloaded ; but evidently her role was the exception to the rule.

Gayle was thin and acrobatic but she never really bothered much with her appearance, favoring comfort and practicality over glamour ; it was a lesson her mother had hammered into her on a casual ground, telling her constantly that any man worth having would apprise her sensibility. 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 office, around her neighborhood, and seemingly populating the pocket-size city she lived in seemed to prefer the shiny over the practical ; Gayle guessed the old proverb was truthful, men just didn't make passes at girls who wore glasses !

Gayle sighed as she saw David from Human resource approaching with microphone from Sales and Tony from public Relations ; she had always thought David was kind of cute, in a dorky I look like a giraffe sort of way, but the tall white-haired man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blond office manager a thirsty look as the top heavy strumpet bent over to pick up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the modest mathematical group of men approach, giving them a serious look at her legs and pulling her snug skirt tightly over her large house of cards target ; however if Gayle was buck bare and on fervor she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why Candy even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blonde had no interest in these men ; she had her eyes set higher up the nutrient range, squarely on the broad shoulders of the salt and pepper haired CEO of this small caller, and who could charge her ; if the man wasn't light years out of her league she would feature taken a guessing at him. Gayle was pretty sure that Candy was going to use her rather ample physical structure to log Z's her way to the top, she had done a pretty serious job already actually ; lone twenty-eight and already the VP of accounting - and the office manager ! Technically Candy was Gayle's knob, but since Gayle's designs and design drove this company the giggly blonde left the mousy brunette alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in thrill of enquiry and maturation, she was research and ontogenesis - she was in charge of a department of one !

Jacques Louis David sat on her desk, not as a favorable prelude to conversation, but so he could obscure the erection that confect's polyester wrapped ass was giving him as he spoke to the blonde charwoman,"So Candy, you have a day of the month to the party tonight ?"

Gayle watched as the expectant breast adult female straightened back up and smiled her trademark thousand watt smile, a flashing augury that all but said introduce member 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 head word, pushing her wayward glasses back up her nose, ‘ No date, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Philip Warren Anderson's pants. But if that doesn't work out maybe I'll let you defile me instead !'She watched as David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in anticipation of going where damn near every man had gone before ! David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his pants and Gayle couldn't help but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own narrow hip and tiny bottom evidently of no interest 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 nil but an erection to offer confect, then she had no involvement ; David wouldn't be defiling anything but his flop handwriting if he decided to go on sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the nauseate fit playing out in front of her rarely used cubical, absentmindedly pushing her glasses up yet again and heading towards the league room without so a good deal as a backward glance,"cum on guy rope, meeting in five and you know how Sherwood Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a shimmy in her whole tone and wondered if anyone's eyes were on her wool-clad rear, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her intuition were confirmed when she heard Candy giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even rate being the stooge, so to speak, of a joke, so it had to be Candy still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

"well, would you handsome men escort me to the group meeting ?"confect cooed,"A girl can't be too heedful you know, and what woman wouldn't tone good with three big inviolable men protecting her virtue ?"

Gayle dropped her head as she literally bit her tongue to sustain from blurting out a supercilious comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; best not to annoy the bland woman anymore than necessary, she really didn't need another speech on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the weekly staff confluence, being forced from the relative asylum of her lab, which encompassed the total storey below this one, and forced to interact with the the great unwashed who she didn't truly read and was never really well-heeled around, people 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 Boss, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem honorable enough a word, and trying to hide what his grin did to her.

She walked into the large woods paneled conference room, quite an abrupt modulation from the glass and steel décor of the rest of the office ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the warm organic feel of dark polished woods that were more in style a hundred years ago than in this age of computers and muckle yield. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as technology raced forward, he and his party had to keep tempo or die ; but he decided there was no ground the troupe couldn't employ the most modern conveniences with style. In fact his billet and, the attached conference room she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the classic manner and incorporating modern technology discreetly.

Gayle watched as Candy stood by her chairperson, hiking her ridiculously cockeyed skirt up slightly, seemingly in preparation to sit but more probably just to show off her shapely legs ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another snide input, as the men jockeyed to see who would pull out her chair for her. The small mouse-colored woman shook her head and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crowd to book her chair 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 Jane Goodall watching the monkeys fornicate in the copy room. But her boss was another story all together she thought as she watched the tall sharp dressed man walk into the elbow room with all the purple heraldic bearing of a tycoon addressing his tourist court. Gayle was in awe of the magniloquent man who always seemed to have a kind word for her, always seemed to know what to do or say when she was stuck or upset ; he was everything a womanhood could need in a man and Gayle knew when she saw something way out of her league so she kept her spirit, her desires, bottled deep inside, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a warm heyday that she hoped didn't display on her human face filled her chest just at the muckle of this gorgeous man, and that was the only one of the embarrassing effects he had on her as the tall fair-haired god smiled down at his seated employees a moment before taking his seat and laying a thin manila gasbag on the shadow polished Ellen Price Wood of the huge mahogany table. She knew there was probably just a raw information printout inside ; at her urging they had done away with almost all paperwork, everything being handled on a secure network - it was a change that had saved the small-scale company nearly a million dollars endure year and brought her her boss's attention. But she knew one of the man's idiosyncrasy was he still felt more well-to-do Reading from a art object of paper than from a projection screen, but to his recognition he didn't require anyone hold his hand and create detailed reports for him, he simply printed out the raw datum and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and brilliant, sometimes life sentence just wasn't fair.

"Afternoon madam and gentlemen…"Anderson broke the silence, his easy smiling still adorning his flawless facial expression,"I must say that this quarter's financial story is attending getting…"

"Sir ?"Mike asked with confusion, he had thought finis quarter had been unusually lucrative ; he turned to David but the man who ran accounting and cognize what their genus Bos meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax mike, it's a good thing."Carl David Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his jape was aphrodisiacal !"According to this report…"Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a well manicured mitt softly on the manila envelope,"…according to this theme, Furniture solution Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollar go quarter."There was a quiet murmur of happy citizenry as they all tried to figure what their incentive would be."Ok…ok, we can all congratulate ourselves later."Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost uncanny ability to read his employees'minds,"But before we continue, I would care to lay the credit with whom it is due…Gayle wintertime, I am dangerous when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you young lady, know that your hard word is noticed and appreciated."

"Um…ahhh…tha…thank you sir…"Gayle stammered shyly as she blushed under his smiling gaze, her consistence threatening to undo her mind as foreign sensations coursed through her.

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

The meeting went on, the usual boring news report on the usual subjects that most ignored as they pretended to watch the data point streaming across the holographical displays that appeared in front of each of them ; each situation at the table had a fully operative workstation that, unlike the ones at everyone's bureau desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the tables surface. It was founding like this that drove this company to ever-higher net profit, creation that came from one place - the brilliant brain of one Gayle Winters ! She knew she was the merely cause this company was successful ; a scallywag could betray her designs and in fact microphone in his squad simply fielded calls for purchase request, they actually didn't sell anything because the 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 week, why she had to be here ; her reports were sent daily to Mr. Sherwood Anderson so she never had a intro, and she couldn't tending less about sales or accounting or that Irma, the lady who cleaned the can, took a sick day last week. Gayle dropped her head when she heard candy's gamy, and extremely galling, voice right behind her,"Remember everyone, Allhallows Eve company tonight."She chirped like an emotional chatterbox,"There will be guest, supplier, stockholders, and even potential customers in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and feel discharge to bring a engagement if you wish !"

Gayle fought to verify her temper, knowing the blond gripe's cobbler's last commentary was a quip directed straight at her ; she had never brought a date to any company occasion, not in the eight old age she had worked here - in fact she hadn't actually had a date since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to gather the posture to get through another office party ; she was sure she would someday lose it and come as a psychotic hitman and end the annoyances in her life with the attack of a twelve calibre. Gayle jerked slightly as a solid, but entitle, helping hand rested on her small shoulder and pulled her from her homicidal musings,"centime for your thoughts."

"Ohhhh no…"Gayle laughed nervously as she turned to ascertain Anderson sit in the plush chair next to hers, the professorship recently occupied by David ; but any attraction she had for the shaggy controller was forgotten as she looked into her hirer pale blueing, almost grey, eye,"I…ahhhh…I really don't think that would be a good idea."

"Mmmm, that bad huh ?"He asked with obvious concern etched across his perfect aspect ; his dark hair's-breadth had a handful of grey but she couldn't supporter but wonder, as she stared at his boyishly young looking face, just how old this captivating man was. When she didn't answer him he sighed and softly lay his with child strong manus 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 countersign as she stared wide-eyed at the obviously amused man.

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

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

He smiled and chuckled softly, the hand on her arm giving her a little clinch,"First call up me Victor and instant relax Gayle, I'm not going you bite you or anything !"

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

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

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

He laughed, an unselfconscious sound of entertainment that brought a bright smile to her aspect,"You are a wonderment Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her cheek softly, a true sin in the day of sexual harassment lawsuits but he was pretty sure as shooting he was in no danger from one Gayle Winters, especially when he felt her tremble under his trace."Come on, go home change into your cute teddy bear costume and we'll see you at The Regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a party, cut on the loose and have some fun for a change."master paused and leaned in with a New York minute,"Tell you a hush-hush, having a good time won't kill you !"

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

"wagerer, now go !"He laughed before turning and retreating to his function. Gayle sighed with a small smile still lingering on her pretty red lips ; she wasn't sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was certainly of one matter - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their niggling interchange had not gone unnoticed ; a super C set of eyes narrowed as confect watched Gayle start for the door, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning voices of the men she had been flirting with all afternoon. David was an amusing beguilement for the buxom blonde but she had her sights set high and she'd be damned if she let that mousey little twat get in her way !

candy caught up to Gayle at the lift and stepped inside, giving her much smaller coworker a favorable smile as the doors closed, it was a small edifice and the blonde was sure enough she could have her short schmoose without being disturbed if she was quick about it so she reached over and punched the emergency turn back push before turning to look Gayle in the eye,"flavour bitch, he's mine so back off or you'll be grim !"

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

"You heard me you lilliputian gripe, victor is mine so back the piece of tail off !"

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

The big blonde turned and pressed to button for the future floor before disengaging the exigency stop,"Just don't say I didn't warn you ; I've worked too hard to get him interested and I'll be damned if you swoop in and judder your skinny ass at him…just back off and everything will be OK !"Before Gayle could answer, the lift dinged and the doorway opened, confect quickly stepping out and walking away, her earmark smile back in stead as she greeted the few people still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few strange looking from the mass who joined her in the modest metal box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her just smile to try and cover her nervousness, but it looked more like a face. Gayle couldn't get out of the edifice fast enough and nearly bolted the second the elevator doors opened ; but she managed to control herself, skulking through the vestibule with her heading down and her arms protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus catch and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the great deal theodolite vehicle to show up, the buses rarely followed the schedule so it was mainly just a await plot and today she wasn't really in the climate to stand there and have people stare at her like she was some science experiment gone awry. Gayle took a bass breath and started walking, she only lived about a mile away, it was a nice sunny, if cold, afternoon and she had sentence ; maybe the long pass would calm her some, she was still a little shook by confect's threats.

Gayle soon calmed into a slack cadence as she walked down the nearly deserted pavement ; she wasn't worried even though the sun was threatening to go down before she got home, it was a safe townsfolk and a good neighborhood. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the neat slight shops that were on her street ; she never really paid care on her bus rides home, she was usually lost in her own head thinking about some job she had to work at work.

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy pussy costume she had ever seen - she had face cloth that had more material ! It was basically a rubber-base paint V that would barely cover her girl office and it had no back at all, just an insanely high cut bikini with a pocket-size butt attached to the binding of it. She slowly walked to the bombastic windowpane and stared at the nearly raw mannequin, could she possibly dare ? Well superior did say cut easy, and showing up in this thing would definitely constitute cutting escaped, besides wearing this would so annoy 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 head and walked into the costume fund ; it was as if something was drawing her interior, as if something former than her was in control of her ramification as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the counter and cleared her throat to get the sales woman's tending,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the pool costume in the windowpane, the fatal one ?"

"Oh that will look so sexy on you, if you don't mind my saying, you have the pure torso for that."The sales agreement clerk replied cheerfully as she gave Gayle's consistency a once over with a professional eye,"A cypher ?"

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

"You're so lucky, men like small women…especially of Asian descent, if you don't mind my saying…you all look like beautiful little wench !"The char replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a cupboard,"I know, I was thin once upon a prison term, but two fry took maintenance of that !"Gayle barely registered the fair sex's words as she turned and held out a small box,"Um…if you're wearing step-in and a bra I can let you try it on but once you buy it I can't take it back…health principle and all…sorry."

"I…I'm certain it will be fine."Gayle muttered as she dropped her head and dug through her oversized purse, searching for her wallet,"How much ?"

"Ah twenty-nine, ninety-nine…don't know why they just don't make it xxx bucks, like a cent is gon na get to a difference…ok with tax that'll be 32 oh nine…let's just make it thirty-two even huh ?"

"Ok…cash ok or would you prefer a card ?"Gayle asked quietly ; she rarely shopped in store, buying well-nigh everything she needed online because she wasn't good with mass and crowds made her nervous.

"Oh carbohydrate, cash is always king !"The cleaning woman replied with a sweet smile that told Gayle that if she paid Johnny Cash it was doubtful this special sale would ever be reported ; but what did she precaution, if this courteous adult female could cook a few supererogatory bucks then more business leader to her. Gayle handed over the cash and started to plow when the cleaning woman cleared her throat and stopped the small brunette,"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything but I was just wondering if you own a g-string ?"

"A thong ?"

"truelove, have you ever worn anything like this before ?"The older woman asked in a maternally voice as she gently rubbed Gayle's amphetamine arm through her thick parka.

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

"Mmmm hmmmm, I thought not."The sales clerk replied,"So I'm assuming by those painfully virtual shoe you're eating away, and the horribly sensible skirt and blouse…well…white cotton pantie ?"Gayle was so embarrassed 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 idea what was required to be aphrodisiacal, evidently it was much more complicated then just a skimpy costume.

"Well seeing gabardine panties hanging out would kind of defeat the reason for wearing a skimpy costume."The woman laughed,"Men want to see your pretty bum and not your granny knot panties…now about shoes…"

An time of day later Gayle stood on the sidewalk waiting for a cab, her thick parka the only matter protecting her nearly naked physical structure from the frigid fall wind as it blew the dead parting, from the trees that dotted the nearly deserted streets, across the city's concrete covered landscape with a mournful rustling hiss that seemed to try and tell her something she couldn't quite discern, in a words she couldn't quite realize. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something dark and menacing slide soundlessly by, spiritual world but not quite unnoticed, in the dark blustery night ; was it that which the hiss, rattling foliage were trying to warn her of some dark unseen comportment, or was it a warning of something malevolent yet to come ?

Gayle shrugged as she saw the headlight approaching her, hoping it was the cab the nice woman had called her before closing up shop class ; the night was cold and even though her parka was top of the line, it still allowed the chill air inside to thrill her delicate, and mostly bare, skin with its icy kisses as she stood there holding her oversized purse that contained the clothing she had donned that morning, all the vesture she had donned that morning !

The squeamish sale clerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone haggard, anything quite like the skimpy pussy costume ; she had stayed latterly and helped Gayle complete the aspect with a Shirley Temple Black wig of long silken hair and bangs shorn straight across just above her tumid dark eye, tenacious inkiness lace gloves that ended just below her low cubital joint, and dark patent leather kick that covered the lower part of her black fishing net clad legs. Two silver and atomic number 79 rhinestone watchstrap, a exchangeable choker, and fleshy black makeup accentuated the flavor ; the courteous older charwoman had even painted Gayle's finger and toe nails dark black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, sinewy even. She looked good and the gross sales clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having secondly thoughts. She wasn't sure if it was the exit of seeing herself through the older woman's eyes, the fact that the upheaval and euphoria of doing something so far out of her comfort zone was starting to wear off, or just that she was getting cold and the bait of her courteous warm bed in her nice tender flat was growing strong by the second. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the the pits she had been thinking when she walked into the pocket-sized costume store, not sure at all that she had the courage to wear the lean outfit in populace ; the sentiment of so many people staring at her lowly body, searching for her flaws, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The large yellow sedan stopped in front of her and she stared at it a bit, it was decision time ; did she just go home or did she screw up her courage and go to the company ? Gayle took a deeply breath and reached for the back room access with trembling fingers, opening it and slowly sliding inside, her body struggling to realise even the simplest social movement, like she was being pulled in two different management, the rope in a cosmic biz of tug of war.

"Where to Miss ?"The driver asked as he turned in his buns to take care at her.

"The Regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the audio of her vocalization strange in her own ears, the words strange in her back talk ; almost as if individual else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a signified of relief as she sat back in the seat, clutching her large tote to her small chest of drawers ; the decision was made and for good or ill the die was cast and her futurity no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her center and said a little prayer to the god she had ignored nigh of her lifespan as the taxi pulled away from the curve and started traveling down the streetlight shed light on street, carrying her like some modern day Cinderella to an incertain hereafter. Gayle was mulling over all the possible cataclysm her great reveal would end in and missed the entire trip, actually surprised as the vehicle jerked to a full stop,"We're here missy, that'll be twelve fifty-seven."

Gayle dug in her large bag, opening her billfold and pulling out a twenty dollar bill before looking up and handing the crumpled bill to the driver with a nervous grin,"Keep the change and…well thank you."

"My pleasure missy, have a good night."The number one wood replied with a genuine smile of his own. Gayle took a mystifying hint and nodded before starting to slide out of the vehicle before the driver's actor's line stopped her,"Um..well Miss, its not my post really but you look kind of queasy is all…um, well just so's you know…you look beautiful…um just sayin…ya know ?"

Gayle rewarded the blushing device driver with a shiny smile, this was the 1st 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 boundary, before she nodded again and stepped out into the night, stopping to take a cryptical breath of the cold nighttime air before walking with purpose into the glass and steel threshold of the high-end hotel. She had made her determination and there was no point in delaying the inevitable ; she would soon be parading around nearly naked in front of both her coworkers and relation strangers.

Gayle walked over to the large alloy 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 observance of her,"Yes ?"

"I'm here for the Furniture Solutions 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 clubby man as she dug through her oversized purse for her wallet, removing both her driver's license and her work ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

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

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

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

"I can't afford the penthouse suite !"Gayle exclaimed ; she made a good living but the right elbow room in the skillful hotel in the urban center was out of even her price stove !

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

"Hold that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the monster bag that held most of her life, this clock time digging around for her cell phone. She turned from the desk and took several steps away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing Victor's act on the tiny keyboard a bit harder than usual in her annoyance - how dare that man take such liberties ! Just because they flirted a short did not mean she would be jumping into bed with him at the foremost opportunity, just who did he conceive he was ?

"Hello ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

"Gayle !"The tall man replied happily,"Are you here ? Please tell me you'll be making an coming into court at least…"

"Mr. Carl Anderson please !"

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

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her annoying give her just plenty courage to get through the phone cry ; she was sure if he was standing in front of him she would be putty in his hand and would have let him lead her anywhere and do anything he wanted to her."I do not revalue you just assuming I'll spend the dark in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could have at least asked !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a little scream as she felt a substantial helping hand lightly rest on her small shoulder ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and observance as the pocket-size Black person box that ran her life slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched finger. She swore silently, sure her phone was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her eyes ; she stared in stunned muteness a moment before she turned to take care at Victor and watched as he hit end on her phone and then slowly defy it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold puritanical centre, seeing nothing but warmth and unfeigned fear, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

"Wha…how…"Gayle stammered, shaking her read/write head slightly, trying to give way the trance looking into his optic had seemingly woven around her mind ; she couldn't seem to think clearly or remember why she was upset, all she could focus on were the butterflies churning in her stomach.

"Gayle, please differentiate me what's wrong…if someone did something to trouble you…"

Her knees nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her humble upper arm with that large strong hand of his ; he wasn't even touching her cutis 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 year, sometimes in quite confining quarters, and he never had this event on her before ; sure he flustered her but all better-looking men did, this was something unlike. She took a deep, precarious, breath as she stepped back slightly and tried to regain some of the outrage she had been feeling just minute before,"I…I…it, well it was you who upset me !"

victor's eyebrows 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 !"

"excuse me ?"Victor chuckled as the befuddled man continued to stare into her eyes.

Gayle blushed brightly, even more scattered,"But the room…aren't you and I…I mean it's the penthouse…and…and…oh God, you don't want to catch some Z's with me…oh my God, I'm so stupid…"She dropped her crimson face into her belittled custody and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to fight back her weeping,"God, I'm so embarrassed…"

He sighed and reached out gently, pulling her into a loose embracement before speech production,"Shhhh now, there is naught to be embarrassed about. This wasn't some villainous plan to catch some Z's with you I promise, not that I'm adverse to the idea…"

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

"Well…um, would that be so bad ?"victor asked in a lull, quite dangerous, voice.

"No…I mean well…you're really attracted to me ?"Gayle stammered, unable to believe 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 binge out of her eyes as she tried to focus on his cheek,"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 have to be crazy not to be attracted to you."

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

victor smiled as he brushed a stray lock of her easy wig behind her small-scale waifish ear,"I've always liked you Gayle, since the first time I saw you…"

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

He sighed, trying to decide if he tried to step back and keep their relationship professional or throw caution to the wind and observe his heart ; after a moment his heart won the battle and he bent down, slowly moving in to kiss her even as he watched for any foretoken that told him to plump for off. He saw none and a moment later his lips lightly touched hers and she gave a piddling whimper of surprise, but still leaned in to establish a proper kiss of it ; after a mo he leaned back, his body trembling slightly as his head spun and by the wide-eyed look at her somewhat side he was sure she felt the same,"Please tell me I shouldn't apologize."

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

"Good wow ?"He grinned, certainly that she had enjoyed the kiss as much as he did, he slowly spreading smile confirming his suspicion a consequence later.

"Good wow…very dear wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her head against his chest and closing her eyes as awe again clutched at the pit of her stomach,"Please tell apart me you're not playing with me, kissing the miserable ugly girl because you feel sorry for her…"

"Oh Gayle, you are not ugly and I am definitely not playing with you."winner replied and as before, leaning in and kissing the top of her capitulum,"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 sustain any interest 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 bright grinning to her aspect ; a grinning he thought was as wonderful as its owner.

She laughed as she rested her head against his chest of drawers again,"Handsome it is then."

The stood that way for several minutes, just enjoying the impression of being airless, when the desk clerk cleared his throat,"Your keycard Miss."

Gayle leaned back again, searching Victor's centre as she spoke,"Can you make two keycards ?"

Victor blinked, then smiled slightly,"Are you sure ?"

She swallowed hard, trembling slightly,"N…no, but I want you to ask the card anyway…please ?"

"Make another card."victor smiled softly, sighing as she rested her foreland against his shoulder,"Come on, lets go up to your room and get your makeup fixed…"

"Oh God, I must be a fix !"Gayle exclaimed, suddenly mortified as she buried her chief even tighter into his bureau ; ten transactions ago she wouldn't have cared about a little smeared mascara but now it was immensely important to her that she look her safe for the man whose arms she now rested in,"Oh…don't feeling at me !"

winner chuckled, the warmth of the speech sound bringing laughter to her lip as well,"You look grand, you always look wonderful."

"You haven't seen me in the morning."She laughed, suddenly unselfconscious about how she looked ; he was doing unknown and terrific thing to her and just the fact that he thought she was pretty fool her self-confidence through the metaphorical cap,"You'll probably run screaming…"

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

"Oh God I hope so."She sighed, amazed that he even had a question and even more gravel that she had basically told him that she was going to do what she so adamantly insisted she would never do just a few minutes 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 mankind is to hold you without all these damn clothes between us !"

Gayle looked up at him and literally growled as she stepped out of his arms and took his deal and started leading him towards the lift, only stopping when the hotel clerk called out,"Miss, your card !"

"God damnit."She growled, dropping victor hand before walking quickly back to the shop assistant, snatching the posting from his hand, and whirling about to revert to Victor who watched her with some amusement and much flighty anticipation.

"Miss, you need to…"The clerk started, and stepped back slightly at her almost feral interruption.

"Later !"Gayle growled as she retook master's orotund bridge player and began pulling him towards the lift once again, the large man smiling as he let himself be led by the waifishly thin, elven tiny woman. He knew she was nervous, watching her small hand tremble as she pushed the call button ; he was flighty as well but probably for a dissimilar reason.

Their interaction had not gone unnoticed and Candy snarled to herself as she watched the tiny woman she never dreamed would be a dangerous menace to her plans and the man who she had her sights set on as her ticket to well-to-do street, to the living of luxury she was sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blonde growled as she watched the unlikely match step into the elevator and continued to watch until the room access closed and the numbers above that door rapidly began to transfer 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 blanket hall that led to the swell dance hall, her heals clicking sharply on the white marble floor as she fumed inside and wondered how to deal with this new, almost unwished-for, development. She saw David standing at the big wooden doors to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an estimation blossoming in her idea that might just salvage her plans for a lifetime of leisure.

She smiled brightly as she waved back, adding a pronounce sway to her hips as she walked toward him with her articulatio humeri pressed back and her ample busom leading the way,"David ! I believe I owe you a dance or two…"

Gayle and Victor had no estimation they had been spotted and frankly couldn't have cared less, once again wrapping their arms around each other and pressing their mouth together as soon as the doors slid shut,"Slide your card…"

"Card ?"Gayle breathlessly replied, all she was concern in were the sassing still brushing against hers, the hard body pressed against hers.

"You have to slue your add-in or the elevator wont move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how truehearted things were moving ; stunned but not really surprised, he rarely was attracted to char anymore and the few times in the past that he was things always seemed to move fast. Those other liaisons always ended badly and he hoped against hope that this meter would be unlike ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to operate out this time, Gayle was special and he was tired of being unique !

He watched as she fumbled for the plug-in and almost desperately swiped it through the reader, quickly turning and searching out his brim once again ; her scent, her softness quickly driving the worries from his mind as he eagerly returned her kisses. Time passed without notice from either of them and sooner than seemed potential the elevator sang out it's familiar spirit ding to let them know they had arrived before the room access slid outdoors and revealed the vestibule of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The employment of several famed interior decorator was lost on them, they only had middle for each former at that particular moment in time as they walked as one, entering the great hallway that led to the bombastic common way of the wide retinue, shedding clothing as they went. As Gayle's parka hit the floor, Victor stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative middle across her small-scale, nearly defenseless, body various sentence,"Wow ! I know I said cut slack but wow !"

"What ? What's awry ?"Gayle asked, suddenly self-conscious as she looked down at the tiny cat costume that left very little to the imagery. She shyly wrapped her branch around herself and blushed as she stared at her shiny leather boots,"I…you're disappointed aren't you ?"

"Gayle…"

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

Victor's smile faded as he stepped forward, his limb once again gently encircling her, as if that was what they wee made to do, looking down into her wide dark eyes as,"I've noticed you every day for the conclusion eight years…I can't distinguish you how many times when I leaned over your shoulder joint to bet at something and enamour your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of self-possession I had not to take you into my blazon and kiss you over and over…"

"Oh Victor…I wishing you would have…oh I like you would cause kissed me and never stopped !"She sighed, a look of pensive joy replacing her previous expression of trouble,"We wasted so much time…"

"That doesn't topic, we have all the clip in the world."He smiled,"All the time we want."

Gayle stepped back and smiled as she reached up and slid the thin straps from her low shoulder and the skimpy costume dropped from her body and bunched up at her feet, she shivered slightly as she stood naked, or nearly so, in forepart of the man she just realized she was probably in dear with. She made no relocation to cover her diminished lithe soundbox as she searched his boldness for some signal that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his mouth slightly ajar,"Well… ? superior please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her optic sparkling with joy as a all-embracing smile crossed her lips, refusing to leave her blushing aspect even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted feet. She giggled like a school day girl, her torso humming with desire, as goosebumps sprouted on her flushed skin, his paw on her bare shape filling her with the most wondrous tingle hotshot ; she kicked her feet, giggling again as the skimpy disgraceful latex paint costume flipped off her small-scale fundament and tumbled lazily through the air to land silently on one of the ridiculously plush couches. She leaned into superior, resting her pocket-sized head on his thick shoulder and cooing out a quiet moan of contentment as he carried her across the large sumptuous room and into the just as large and just as luxurious bedroom, pausing future to the unbelievably bombastic bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down comforter. Gayle's head was spinning and she could hardly consider what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly begrime, song and dance and she was the princess instead of the homely housemaid 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 Scripture as he tried to excuse 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 backbreaking ?"

She grabbed his shirt, her small delicate finger's breadth wrapping around the gentle white silk as she pulled him down on the bed next to her, tenderly caressing his boldness as she smiled and leaned in, kissing him once again ; she just couldn't get enough of the feel of his lip 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 tell you something…this is so embarrassing…"

"Hey, you can tell me anything…"He smiled as he caressed her nerve, his fingers barely touching her peel and causing a shudder of pleasure to lap through her,"I couldn't possibly think any less 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 mischievous smirk she kind of thinking 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 lips,"I already knew that."

"That's what I love about you, your humility !"Gayle laughed softly, amazed at how easy and comfortable she was laying naked in his arms ; she snuggled into his arms and again began speaking in a shy crucify representative,"Victor, 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 Virgin !"

Victor jerked back slightly, as if her Word of God struck him with a forcible 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 unbelief,"I don't see how…"

"I…I'm sorry…"

"For what ?"Victor responded quickly,"There's no shame 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 variety of thing…"

"You're just fine."winner smiled warmly as he kissed her forehead,"But this does variety of change things."

"winner please…"She started to protest but he silenced her with a big well-manicured digit on her small flaccid lips.

"still, like I said I'm here and I'm not leaving…I meant it when I said we have all the clip we want."He smiled,"Its just I don't want to suffer you so we need to go wearisome and…well I know this sounds so shallow…but we do have to make an appearance at the party ... people have been asking about you."

"Me ?"She asked in unbelief,"Why would anyone ask about me ? I'm a nobody…I design business office furniture for Pete's sake !"

"Gayle, you are a John Rock headliner to these people !"He laughed as he rested his head on the indulgent pillow next to hers,"There's one thing 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 make to go right now, can't we at least cuddle a bit ?"

"cuddle ?"He laughed, his eyes twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a cockeyed grin that made her middle race,"I have the most beautiful woman in the globe laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do secure than a cuddle."

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

master answered with just a grin as he rolled over and straddled her low consistence, leaning down and kissing her olfactory organ softly, then her lips ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her mouth but her deplorable whine turned into a gentle moan as his rim tenderly kissed the soft physique of her soft neck opening, tickling her sensitive satiny skin with his warm wet knife. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her body ; his loving kisses like the soft touch of a butterfly's wings as his lips brushed her smoothen skin, leaving horripilation in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her head into the soft pillows as his sass found the small sensible nipples of her small, nearly nonexistent breasts ; she had always been self-conscious about her lack of curve but master didn't seem to mind as he teased the minuscule gruelling protuberance with his tongue, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to assort out the strange adept coursing through her as he left her chest and slowly kissed his way down her flatcar stomach, jerking slightly when she felt his clapper every so lightly lick the interior of her melt off, 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 body craved, it was Victor.

"Mmmmm, you taste so good ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered to a greater extent to himself than her as he slid his face between her lowly lean second joint and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile tongue, drawing more pant and moans as she panted rapidly, trying to catch her intimation as bolt of lightening flashed through her tingling and trembling body. A warm freshness formed in the pit of her belly, slowly spreading out to her appendage. After a few mo of this rattling torture of indulgent kisses, light source punch, and teasing probes into her pocket-sized 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 efforts seem wan and futile by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged edge, her body screaming for spillage, even if she could only moan and skreak her motivation for that release ; finally he took shame on her and sucked her diminutive scour and swollen button into his mouth, trapping it between his front end teeth and his lingua as he sucked gently, like a kitten nursing at its mother's teat. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thighs clamped his straits in place and her torso arched, her musculus rigid and shaking as she rode through her first real orgasm like a sparrow spinning through a crack. After nearly a hour she collapsed back into the soft allayer and twisted away from Victor's relentless tongue, no longer able to handle his teasing trace, her post orgasmic body just too sensitive.

He took pity on her and lifted his head from her dripping sex and started to cower back up her body, unable to resist the siren call of her shine flawless skin and her sweet musky scent, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in response to even the lightest of his buss. He reached her head, using the bedspread to pass over his font, leaned in to kiss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy grin 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 teaser her, and aver she saw his eyes glowing with mirth, or maybe even bang ? A missy could hope after all.

"Can we just curb each early for a slight bit ?"She asked, tilting her top dog as his mouth sought her ship's boat neck, his knife darting out and tasting the odoriferous coarseness of her tranquil cutis as she sighed softly,"I…I know we have to go but…but not just yet…please ?"

He brushed his rim against her spiritualist skin one More time, his cushy breathing time causing her to shudder slightly, before he lay adjacent to her, ignoring the scrunch up mess he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in Victor's sleeve, falling irrevocably in sexual love with her honcho, far below them Candy was gathering her minions ; she had her brain set on the marvelous handsome man and she'd be damned if she gave him up without a fight. She stood glaring at Saint David, Mike, and Tony as the nervous men shuffled their metrical foot,"What the nooky is the job ?"

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

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

"Wha…what ?"The brusk dark-haired man replied in simple shock, licking his sass 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,"Who do you think set up the garnishment to pay off the settlement with that boy's category ?"

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

Before Tony could say anything boost she turned to David,"And should we talk about Miss Holt in accountancy ? The one you served a gin and tonic with a twist of rohypnol…you remember her, she had to be taken to the hospital last Christmas Party suit you can't tally and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

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

"I get it."The tall sandy haired man replied, the early 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 time in fighting it,"What do you need us to do to her ?"

"I don't give a diddly-squat !"candy snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished,"Just make damn for certain she spends the Nox in the hospital…or the dead room, monger's choice."She tossed a keycard to Mike before turning and starting for the room access to the minor alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a speech sound that caused the three men to shudder,"Just shit damn indisputable she's not back at employment ever again !"

"Hey, what if we get caught ?"David asked, the fear slurring his word slightly ; the nice buzz he had worked so punishing to attain a long forgotten memory.

"Don't"Was confect's only answer ; but then she sighed and turned, knowing she had to reach them more or they would absquatulate,"Look, if the cops start hounding you then I'll be your alibi…say we were having an bacchanalia in my elbow room or something."

"Ok, whatever."microphone replied in a acidulate flavor,"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 grin ; she had no intention of being these three retard'alibi, and no intention of going to jail when they ultimately got caught, and no intention of turning the substantiation of their indiscretions over - her nonexistent proof ! She had her alibi ; right now she was giving a cock sucking to the tight fitting geek from the mailroom, what did a half hour either way really weigh anyway ? Once that pimply-faced nerd's piddling tool hit her back talk, he wouldn't know what year it was let alone what clip ; she would make damn sure of that !

The three men watched as Candy sashayed her rich ass out the low way's room access, seemingly hypnotized by the back and Forth motion ; it wasn't until the threshold closed and the blonde's quivering butt was lost from view did the men break from their spell, mike taking a deep breathing place as he started for the door,"Come on then, let's get this over with."

Far above the three uneasy men, Victor was donning his black ness as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the rumpled bed,"So vampire ?"

"Nope."He replied with a sly grin, turning away from her a moment, then turning back with a Patrick Victor Martindale White porcelain mask covering half of his handsome face,"Ta daaaa."

"Ahhhh, my semi fine-looking Phantom."She giggled, pretending to conk as she fell back onto the diffuse white comforter,"Oh Phantom, are you going to ravish me…I hope…"

victor smiled as he walked back to her, his small elfin doll ; so delicate in her beauty, so ingenuous in her magic spell. An antediluvian thirst tugged at him but his love was potent than such petty things and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their lips still lightly touching, as he heard her soft moan of contentment."Every fortune I get my love, for timeless existence if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupid political party !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck as he started to rise,"postponement !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another kiss, this time her tongue tentatively peeking from her slightly parted sassing, her soft moans growing louder as he took the bait and gently probed her mouth, seeking the offered prize and finding it waiting for him. After a few instant that seemed to span hour, she dropped her point to the soft pillows and sighed,"God, what the hell is happening to me ?"

victor sat on the bed, taking her diminished hired hand in his,"Gayle ?"

She turned her caput and glanced at him, giggling softly at the look concern on his side,"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 down…"

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

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For eternity 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 headspring to the party to at least gain an appearance and she was, after finally letting herself go with winner, eager to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the fair sex who was in love, the woman who was brave enough to wear the sexy costume she had purchased on a impulse earlier that day, the womanhood who no longer hid behind baggy clothing and caustic remark. As she was muddling this in her head, surrounded by quiet except for the valuate beatniks of Victor's secure heart, his phone rang ; Gayle gave a little scream of surprise, then giggled at her silliness as she looked up with a sheepish grin and a rose-cheeked grimace, Victor just smiling at her before checking the showing on the small electronic device,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a release sigh as he connected the song,"howdy ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him talk to the buxom blonde with a sour look on his expression, rolling his eyes respective sentence before grinning at her as he shook his head teacher slowly,"Yes, yes…I…Candy, it couldn't be helped. Just order them something I had to cover 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 easy enough to see by the exasperated feeling on his handsome face that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the aggressive blonde woman."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is kinda hot and those boobs…wow !"

Victor ended the margin call as he grinned at his small doxy, sliding his phone back into his scoop 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 clock time a day !"

Gayle smirked as she cupped her own diminutive breasts,"honorable matter you're not a chest guy…"

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

Gayle looked down at he lilliputian swelling ; she didn't even bother with a bra, hadn't since she was dozen and wore a training bra. When she realized they weren't going to get any fully grown she just stopped bothering and wore t-shirts like a boy ; gravity wouldn't be her enemy. Gayle looked up with a frown,"But…"

"But what ? Your tit are exquisite…and I don't have to interest about throwing my vertebral column out !"He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the bedroom door ; she shook her head and laughed, sighing a mo later as she heard the elevator get and soon depart, her new lover, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her top dog, still ginning a smile that she just couldn't wipe from her pretty face ; for once life was thoroughly and she was going to enjoy it.

She crawled from the bed and searched for her clothing, she really hadn't paid attention to where her affair had landed in those wild helter-skelter mo as they had entered the room ; she was more focused on the man in whose weapon 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 aspect in the full duration mirror, shaking her head as she realized just how much her little body was left uncovered by the skimpy costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her manifestation in the mirror,"Well young woman, its now or never…ok then, Lashkar-e-Tayyiba go demo the existence the new us !"

She turned, still smiling like an idiot, and walked out into the common elbow room just as the elevator dinged,"Now what did he forget…"Her words died in her throat as she saw three men step off the elevator, their faces covered by their costume mask,"Who… ?"

"shucks, 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 bedcover in a loosen hemicycle in front of her.

"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 voice stupid."She replied with a small smirk,"Did Victor beam you ? So what's the gag ?"

"My public figure is not David…"

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

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

"Shit"David growled and did the only affair he could consider of, he hit Gayle in the look just as tough as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the floor."Shit shit shit…"

"Oh fucking relax."Mike sighed as he walked forward and knelt following 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 moment before David shrugged,"well fuck it, we knew that might happen going in…"

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

"You can and you will…now the only interrogative sentence is what do we make it look like ?"

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

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

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

"Or do we rape her and make it see like some fucking sex pervert did it."David finished, his middle lighting up with the possible action ; he had never really taken a good look at Gayle before and was pleased with what he saw - this was going to be more 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 fiddling prick."Mike growled as he roughly grabbed the minor man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly naked body as David watched with a little snicker, the taller man feeling often better about the completely thing since rape was mentioned - he liked his bitches to make him work for it ! Mike stood over Tony, ripping off his masquerade party so the smaller man could see the seriousness of his language,"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 bull - 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 pathetic attempt at defiance.

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

David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big jape,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around Mike, still grinning like a five year old with a cookie, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the little man back to the storey before picking up the midget fair sex's limp form and tossing her over his shoulder like a butcher with a side of beef as he started for the sleeping room door,"And no sentiency wasting a perfectly good piece of ass, so I say rape."

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

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

"Fucking nether region !"Mike growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the smaller man to his feet,"Look, confect was right, she's as small as a kid. Just fucking close your eyes and pretend she's the short plosive speech sound on the Pee Wee baseball team !"Tony stared at him in horror and microphone sighed as his anger faded, he really didn't like the approximation of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could stop St. David at this compass point and microphone did say what one did they all did,"Look, you don't have to stop or anything, just shove your dick in her a few times and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to stare at him in horror as tears ran down his pale face ; mike sighed and gave him a lighting shove towards the bedroom,"aspect, you can do this…you ingest to do this !"

Far below in the raucous ballroom, Victor was listening to the inane babble of one of the company CEO's he did patronage with ; a lot of business so he patiently smiled and nodded his head as the fat man prattled on about his golf game, Victor constantly checking his sentry between glancing at the ballroom's heavy doors, the fat man's words lost on him as he wondered for the hundredth fourth dimension what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too unintelligent to realize victor hadn't heard a word he said, and slapped the tall man's shoulder,"That was classic !"

victor smiled, forcing a chuckle from his mouth ; this was the CEO of the ten percent ample ship's company in their urban center after all so indulging him was a business necessity,"Very amusing."

"Oh, and you won't believe what happened next…"The young wild boar prattled on, his ample jowls quivering in his amusement ; Victor thought it fitting he was dressed as Patrick Henry the Eighth. He checked his watch again and froze as he suddenly saw an image in his mind ; Gayle's dark optic opened wide in terror, tears running down her flaccid cheeks as she called out his gens in desperation.

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

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

"I'm sure, but this can't wait."Victor replied apologetically as he started to change by reversal,"I'll just be a minute and we can cull up where we left off."

"Oh very well."Dylan Thomas laughed cheerfully, too pillock to recognize he was being brushed off,"No residuum for the wicked hey ?"

"Something like that."superior mumbled as he walked away, his creative thinker already forgetting the fat gull even existed ; something was going on with Gayle, something bad - very bad ! He had learned not to ignore his visions a very long sentence ago, they were rarely awry and even if this was one of the few times they were, he still was interest why Gayle hadn't yet arrived ; perhaps it was goose egg More than she needed a little moral backup, her costume was a bit revealing…

superior stopped when he felt a minor hand grab his arm, turning to see Candy's smiling boldness,"Buy a operose working young woman a swallow ?"

winner looked down into her optic and his heightened sentiency recorded a million things about her in that split second, a million little part of data that suddenly had his stomach churning with vexation. He could smell a man's source on her, well a boy's since he recognized the scent of Collin, the interne who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this ambitious blonde Carcharodon carcharias waste product prison term with him ? He also heard her middle racing in her chest, saw the nervure in her neck distending as blood ran through them at ever increasing volumes ; he could smack her concern and nervousness, see her school-age child dilate slightly as she desperately tried to delay him. She was up to something nefarious, something he was surely included Gayle,"What's going on confect ?"

She plastered that trademark smile on her face as she poured on the charm,"Just a lonely fille trying to get a handsome man to expend a footling 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 bull you little squawk ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"Candy recoiled as his eye literally seemed to flash red with anger,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the ballroom's large ornate threshold, his indulgent leather shoes making quiet slapping sounds on the polished marble flooring as he hurried to the elevators.

The concierge saw him coming, wondering what had the large man in such a rush ; the Brigham Young man watched as victor hurried past the lift, his black ness flying behind him, and entered the stairwell threshold. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to entrance the large man before he got too far to secernate him the stairwell threshold were locked from the interior ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no sign of superior, just his porcelain mask laying broken at the young man's feet.

Far above, as the confused Concierge gently nudged the get around masque with his foot and wondered what had caused the deep scratched on the hard porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining consciousness. She groaned as she opened her oculus, her brain still too fuzzy to commend what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing moving ridge as she looked up and saw the ferine smile on Jacques Louis David's excited cheek,"Wha ... what…you hit me !"

"Gon na fucking hit you again if you don't occlusive squirming around…hold still you bitch !"David growled as she tried to kick him off of her ; he began punching her over and over a gain as he punctuated each black eye with a growled word,"Hold…the…fuck…still…"

This was too often for even Mike, he was a killer but this bordered on torture and while he was a sociopath he wasn't a cruel one ; he grabbed David's shoulder and with surprising enduringness flipped the larger man off Gayle and onto the floor where he landed on the carpet with a muffled thumping and a look of utter surprise,"What the pit ?"

"Enough, that is fucking enough !"mike growled as he stared the taller man down,"I'm sick of this shit ! Sick of you ! Sick of this whole piece of ass stinky deal !"

"Wha…you said…you said we were gon na assault 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,"feel, you guys don't have to but I want to and you said that we were gon na …"

"I changed my mind !"Mike shooter back, kicking the taller man hard in the midsection and knocking him back to the floor,"kill her is one thing, but this is just sick of !"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 stale eyes man she once thought of as a ally or if not that then at least a friendly coworker.

"I'm sorry Gayle, I have to."microphone replied sadly,"candy 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 minor ankle and pulled her to him, his aright paw flashing out, the knife he held there biting into her flesh as he stabbed her tummy three immediate clock time. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in shock, coughing up a minor dribble of ancestry, her wow choked off by the burning agony that quickly spread through her body.

"Don't headache, it'll be over soon…"Mike replied, his actor's line 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 insensate strait that froze even a sociopath like Mike in place. He watched as Tony fell silent, his center glazing over as his head came free and his body fell limply to the storey, spraying hot red blood in all directions from the maul mass of centre that had once been his neck. The gravid figure, dressed in a calamitous cape and white blood stained shirt, stood slowly, his eyes two bright red coal burning in a hideously feral mockery of a homo case, Tony's severed head still in his paw, the dark figure's pincer like fingers clutching the little man's dark hair.

There was a calm moment of silence as microphone stared into those hopeful fiery red eyes, a moment that seemed frozen in meter, an timelessness passing in the blinking of an eye ; but that moment ended as the obscure figure dropped Tony's severed caput, screaming out a sound so other worldly and terrible, microphone swore his nerve stopped for a moment. He didn't have time to contemplate what he was seeing and hearing because before his eye could even register the movement, the animal crossed the room and motor his expectant fist through Mike's headspring, like a power hammer through a melon. Gayle gasped as microphone's brains splashed over he small naked eubstance, shielding her typeface as turn of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyeball off the glum figure as he literally held David up from the inside of his shattered skull.

It turned to stare at Jacques Louis David as he whimpered and tried to get up, fear and his trouser still tangled around his mortise joint making it a sleeveless crusade ; the puppet snarled as it watched him, it's prominent white teeth gleaming a sickening E. B. White in the dim elbow room as if they glowed some hellish light al their own. Gayle watched as the animate being dropped mike's remains and turned to boldness David, almost as if it were unaware of her presence, and slowly closed the distance with a wicked inhuman grace ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the beast stalk its side by side victim, the horrible beauty of the monster capturing her attention and refusing to let it go.

The large dark figure stood over David a moment, then threw back its head and let out a fearful roar that shook the windowpane, a roar that Gayle could feel in her os. But the central sound that caused David to unloosen his bowels and invalidate his bladder in miserable terror held no care for her ; somewhere in that terrible sound she heard something familiar, something that offered comfort instead of pain in the ass, love instead of death. She watched with just oddity now as David wept like a scare youngster, pathetically pleading for clemency in a slenderize sapless voice. Suddenly the animal knelt, driving a powerful knee into David's stomach and forcing the air out of the taller man in an explosive gasp, a low menacing grumble emanating from somewhere rich inside the monster's massive chest as it grabbed David's face in it's orotund clawed hand.

Gayle gasped again as she heard it speak, a voice she knew well,"You try to dishonour my beloved and you ask for mercy ?"

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

Victor ignored her almost silent rustling as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nix but a while of meat to his kind ; Victor spoke in a low menacing tonus, carefully pronouncing each watchword,"I am Vampyrie, a Creator of the Night, a child of the Blood mother, I have no mercy for the likes of you !"

Victor drove his head down, his razor sharp teeth ripping into David's neck ; euphoria filled his creative thinker as the hapless man's warm salty blood filled his mouth, the coppery taste lingering as the blood slid easily down Victor's throat, as had the profligate of countless other mortals before him down through the eons. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the gustatory modality of human rakehell almost a sexual release and Victor knew why some of his kind had become so addicted that they had slaughtered K of human beings, becoming mad with desire for the warm up vital drink that produced such exhilaration in his the great unwashed. But it was a dead lived sensation and as master stood, David drained to the endure few drops of his life's blood, he could feel the tender wonderful tendrils of the alimentation frenzy slowly shift from his mind, leaving him sated and content.

He turned, his ire, along with his thirst, sated by the massacre he had visited upon these men, and hung his promontory as he looked into Gayle's full dour centre,"I am sorry…I…I didn't want you to receive out like this…"He watched in shock as she collapsed to the bed, only then seeing the vast amount of her blood line soaking the now garishly red pacifier,"Gods ! Your hurt !"

He hurried to her side, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his weapon system, her descent adding to the bloodshed that already stained his clothing ; she smiled as her eyes fluttered, a conflict to keep them assailable,"It's nothing, doesn't even hurt anymore…"Victor turned his telling inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the heat of her injury, smell the nighttime blood and the corruptness that had already begun to eat away at her dying torso ; her wounds were fatal and no Dr. in the human race could preserve her !

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

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

"Gayle…oh Gayle you're dying."winner whispered through his binge,"Please Gayle listen…"

"I'm dying ?"She interrupted as a small tear ran from the corner 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."winner repeated, giving her a sad grinning when she opened her optic,"I can redeem you but…but I have to hit you like me…I…I have to relieve oneself 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 redeem you, we can be together forever…for an eternity…just say yes !"

"timelessness ?"Gayle whispered, her eyes closing as she smiled,"I like that…eternity…"That was close enough for him ; he brought his carpus to his backtalk, biting down hard and wincing, even Vampyrie felt pain.

He placed his torn bleeding wrist to her mouth, petting her balmy dark-brown tomentum with his former deal as he leaned down and whispered,"Drink Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his wounding and swallowing his origin, blood that would pour down the human Gayle but would also reach birth to something more. Gayle sucked greedily at his wound a few More moments before the creatures in his blood gap through her trunk and began the transformation, with which came pain. Her middle opened all-inclusive and she screamed out her agony as Victor held her down,"Shhhh, I know my love, I know it hurts but the hurting will slide by soon…its ok…"She screamed one more metre before the pain in the neck became too much and her mind, in an endeavour to salve her sanity, switched off and the blissful silence of the ignominious reached up and claimed her.

Victor sighed, gently placing his manus on her small chest, feeling her heart slow and then finally stop ; this was where her future tense hinged, either her heart would restart and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die human. He waited, fear tearing at his psyche as he searched her still body for any preindication of life ; but he found none, nada but dying resided in her humble signifier and his inwardness sank as his mind dropped, what was he to do without her, his unending life would seem so empty with out her at his side.

He lifted his question suddenly and stared at her peaceful looking side, did he feel something, a disturbance, the small waver of life ? Yes, there it was again, her centre stirring ever so slightly, like a pocket-size dame rousing from a deep sleep ; suddenly a third twitch and then without any promote monition her heart began beating strong and proud as life again returned to her small body. But not the life she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite human, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you discover me ?"

She didn't respond but the quiet pitiful moan that escaped her pocket-size slightly parted lips was enough for him as joy filled his substance ; but there was no meter to lose, she was still vulnerable until the transformation was complete and that would require several more days at least - she had been very near expiry after all !

Victor pulled his ness from his shoulders and wrapped her small bloodstained consistency in the laboured silk and wool garment, it was duncish and warm and would supply her enough protection from the cold ; he may have used it as a costume this Nox but there was a time when this cape, and others like it, adorned his broad shoulders on a daily basis. He didn't need the protection it afforded from the chill nighttime air and she soon wouldn't either, but for now she was still fragile and though she lived now there was no guaranty that she would remain that way, not yet.

He stood, Gayle in his arms, and surveyed the butchery he had wrought ; he knew it would be best if she could remain undisturbed until she was stronger but it had been a noisy massacre and soul was for sure to add up 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 stiff laying on the storey, one almost completely drained of blood !

Victor walked past the elevator, scooping up Gayle's monster pocketbook as he passed, and down the hall, kicking open the door that led onto the ceiling garden that acted as a sitting area for the penthouse suite and straight to the short wall that looked out over the buildings roof right. He sighed as he looked down the XXX feet to the tar and crushed rock surface below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the myopic wall, there was no early option, he couldn't take the main elevator with a rakehell covered naked adult female in his arms so he had to demand the maintenance lift and it stopped at the cap below.

He took a rich breathing space and stepped from the top of the wall, falling the distance quickly and letting his legs bend with the impact of his invertebrate foot hitting the roof at nearly twenty air mile an hour, not for himself but to keep Gayle from as often of the jarring landing place as he could. Satisfied she had weathered the jump with no ill effects, Victor quickly ran to where the expectant maintenance elevator doors stood closed to the cold air of the night, Gayle's small body light as a feather in his arm. She wouldn't have presented much of a essence had he been a normal man, and he was definitely not normal ; he smiled as he pressed the cry button and was rewarded with a dim yellow light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the large metal box that smelled faintly of grease and paint and waited as it slowly descended the seventy level into the sub-basement he hoped would be empty this time of nighttime ; smiling as the door opened to near pitch darkness. The inky mordant presented no problem to him, his optic quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by several computer displays, a digital clock and the odd indicator light source was like high noon to his sensible eyes.

He quickly walked out of the large workroom, across the pocket-size manor hall and to the steel doorway that led to the parking basement, kicking hard and smiling as it easily gave way to his inhuman forte ; he walked into the brightly lit subterranean parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked 60 minutes ago, laying Gayle gently in the endorse stern before sliding behind the wheel and driving off into the cold dark night. It was time for both Victor Carl Anderson and Gayle wintertime to disappear, to cease to exist ; something he had done countless times before down through more years than he cared to call up and, he was sure enough, he would do many Sir Thomas More times in the year to come. Now though he no longer dreaded the perpetual centuries ahead of him, he would no longer go through life-time alone…





confect walked through the office, smiling at the the great unwashed working diligently at their desks ; she was still the authority handler but was for sure that she would soon be resigning her posture. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to reveal his discretion to his married woman so the man began paying her off out of the fellowship's ever-dwindling profits, accelerating the once profitable firm ultimate death. The company was slowly going under as it tried to live on selling and reselling Gayle winter's designs, but with out any new inventions or the clever founding she was noted for, their top client were quickly losing interest ; CEO's were infamous for their suddenly attention brace and Gayle's old intention were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to move your clients and competitors with tech they all had, no the game was not he who had the in effect toy won but he who had the new toys low gear won.

Candy really didn't care if the company went under or not, at twenty-nine she was set for aliveness ; between what she was able-bodied to extort from her new boss, along with what she had been able-bodied to steal from the company ever since becoming the VP in flush of accounting system meant she would never have to work again.

She walked into her large sybaritic position and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously opulent office chair ; all purchased from society investment firm, from a high-end competitor no less. Candy looked down and was surprised to see a black envelope with her name written in blood line red ink in thick sheer lines on the front ; she rolled her centre, this had to be someone's joke for the Halloween party tonight. She was actually a little surprised they were even having it after the nightmare of conclusion age company ; mike, David, and Tony literally shoot down apart, Gayle and winner missing. She knew the case was still open air, Gayle and Victor having never been found ; but it was no concern of hers, nothing pointed to her even though the whole mess had been her doing. fountainhead her plan hadn't gone quite the way she had envisioned it, only Gayle was supposed to die that Night and superior was definitely not supposed to disappear.

But it had all worked out in her favor ; the muddiness that reigned afterward allowed her to steal even Sir Thomas More money from the business concern's coffers and the pudgy balding man that had replaced master as CEO was much more easily manipulated than he had been. Yes, all in all the unhurt thing had actually been a blessing to the buxom blonde and had advanced her design to retire young by various years.

Candy picked up the envelope and used a long pink painted nail to open it as she mused upon that night a yr ago ; the prevailing hypothesis was that microphone, David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to make a little party of their own and Victor had found them and in a craze murdered them all, the police had interviewed the desk clerk that had witnessed their buss and it was the most plausible scenario in their judgement - it was always the boyfriend after all !

Gayle's organic structure had never actually been found but The medical examiner had assured anyone who would listen that the voluminous amount of money of her stock found in the bed most assuredly signify she had died that night and he could only assume that victor had taken her consistency for some sick guilt driven reason. Candy smiled as she pulled the wooden-headed card from the envelope ; the police were mostly correct, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a will player and she was almost certain master hadn't been the one who had killed her.

Candy furled her brow when she read the one business line written in the same thick roue red ink as her name on the envelope, ‘ Meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the final stage two letters, it couldn't be ; no this had to be someone playing a crazy laugh and she was going to make them bid they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the declamatory boxers in her desk, pulling her purse out, opening that and pulling a small shooting iron out ; whoever was trying to play her would pay a very love Price for that misunderstanding - nobody fucked with her and didn't pay a dear price for it !

She pulled the small weapons magazine publisher, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her purse, after slamming the tiny cartridge back home, and walked from her office, pausing only to speak to her repository,"Tina, I'll be out of the part the balance of the day, I need to speak with a client."

"Yes Ma'am."The much older woman replied ; Cindy insisted on the honorific, she was a Vice President after all.

"No calls ; none at all, my headphone will be off anyway."Candy called over her shoulder joint, not bothering to wait for an answer as she walked away quickly, her mingy polyester frock making a swishing sound to denote her passing as she made her way to the elevator and stepped inside, pushing the now rarely used push button that would take her down to Gayle's lab.

As she stepped out of the elevator, ripping the yellow police tape out of her way, she saw a small blonde sitting at Gayle's now obsolete work station, her back to the elevator. candy stepped into the large lab, a deep layer of dust had settled on everything inside and she coughed softly as her pes kicked up pocket-size clouds,"Who are you and what…"

"Shhhhh, can't you see I'm working here ?"The low blond interrupted in an amused voice as she continued to forge at Gayle's old computer,"My my my, you have been a juicy girl."

"Wha…"

"Now be serenity will you ?"The woman interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hate to stimulate to rip your tongue out…that comes later !"The lowly char typed a few more keystone with her gloved hand and whistled softly,"My goodness, how much did you slip anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This fourth dimension the pocket-sized adult female didn't joke as she turned and to face the big-breasted blonde,"SHUT UP YOU fucking BITCH !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blonde wig from her read/write head,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three blockhead to spoil and bump off me, but you've been stealing the company subterfuge for the stopping point four years too ?"

"No no…it's not possible…you're suddenly !"Candy gasped as she saw the small woman push her glasses back up her nose, something she had seen Gayle do a million times.

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

Candy shook her head and to her credit recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her purse, dropping the small leather bag as she pointed the small nigrify steel artillery 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 blond wig into the outsize purse she had been using for age and stepped forward, pushing her spectacles back up her nozzle once again,"In fact you'll find there have been a not bad many modification in me…"

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

Out in the street master was getting a lilliputian impatient as he circled the block for the quarter time, wondering what the hellhole was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, hack Candy's calculator, 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.

Victor 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 geartrain. He was about to take off when he saw Gayle walk cheerfully out of the building and wave the woman off as she pointed towards him ; Victor breathed a sigh of moderation as the meter maid nodded and turned.

Gayle slid into the seat next to him and smiled, her finger slipping her methamphetamine hydrochloride back up her nose,"Got it."

He smiled at the companion gesture she probably didn't even know she was doing,"Why do you still wear those affair, the crystalline lens are just unmistakable glass anyway."

She tilted her psyche and smirked at him,"I thought you care girls who wore glasses."

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

Gayle wiped her upper lip and smiled as she popped her finger into her mouth,"Mmmm, just a bit of Candy… ”