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This is a report of fable, the author makes no recommendations and does not condone, or condemn, any actions taken by the characters in this narrative. The characters are completely fancied and any similarity to any somebody or persons, living or dead, actual or fictional, are completely concurrent. The Author takes no responsibility for any actions or inactivity taken by any person or persons who read this fancied portrayal & ndash ; so read at your own risk ! This is an original piece of fiction written by the author who goes by the pen figure Magusfang, any other person who wishes to post this story, or download it, may do so as long as they retain this paragraph.




                                     miss Who Wear glasses

Gayle adjusted her eyeglasses, the threatening midst lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slide 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 right through her ; she didn’t opine she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a petty nerdy and didn’t have the Brobdingnagian boobs that blonde bimbo Candy, the office manager, had ; but she thought she was cute, maybe not beautiful, but cute for sure. 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 office was the exception to the rule.

Gayle was thin and athletic but she never really bothered much with her appearance, favoring puff and practicality over glamor ; it was a lesson her mother had hammered into her on a daily basis, telling her constantly that any man worth having would appreciate her sensibility. Even so, as pretty as she was and as a lot as her mother assured her there was somebody searching for her even now, the men around this office, around her neighborhood, and seemingly populating the small city she lived in seemed to prefer the shiny over the practical ; Gayle guessed the old adage was true, men just didn’t make passes at girl who wore glasses !

Gayle sighed as she saw St. David from Human resourcefulness approaching with mike from Sales and Tony from world relative ; she had always thought David was kind of cute, in a dorky I look like a giraffe sort of way, but the tall grey-haired man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blonde business office manager a thirsty look as the top heavy slut bent over to nibble up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the small group of men approach, giving them a safe feel at her legs and pulling her snug skirt tightly over her large bubble butt ; however if Gayle was buck bare and on flack she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why confect even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blond had no sake in these men ; she had her oculus set high-pitched up the food chain, squarely on the broad shoulders of the salt and Madagascar pepper haired CEO of this small fellowship, and who could blame her ; if the man wasn’t light years out of her league she would throw taken a shot at him. Gayle was pretty sure that Candy was going to use her rather ample soundbox to catch some Z's her way to the top, she had done a pretty good job already actually ; only twenty-eight and already the VP of accounting system & ndash ; and the office manager ! Technically candy was Gayle’s chief, but since Gayle’s designs and design drove this fellowship the giggly blonde left the mousy brunet alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in charge of enquiry and development, she was inquiry and ontogeny & ndash ; she was in charge of a section of one !

David sat on her desk, not as a friendly preliminary to conversation, but so he could hide the erection that Candy’s polyester wrapped ass was giving him as he spoke to the blonde woman, “ So Candy, you have a escort to the party tonight ? ”

Gayle watched as the large breasted woman straightened back up and smiled her hallmark thousand watt smile, a flashing sign of the zodiac that all but said insert penis here, “ Nah, I thought I’d just go spy … who knows, maybe we can dance some. ”

Gayle sighed as she translated the conversation in her head, pushing her wayward glasses back up her nose, ‘ No appointment, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Sherwood Anderson’s pant. But if that doesn’t wreak out maybe I’ll let you defile me instead !’She watched as David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in prevision of going where damn near every man had gone before ! David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his trouser and Gayle couldn’t help but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own narrow hips and tiny underside evidently of no interest to the gathered men as they continued to eye candy like the slice of substance she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had null but an hard-on to offer confect, then she had no pastime ; St. David wouldn’t be defiling anything but his properly hand if he decided to continue sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the nauseating scene playing out in straw man of her rarely used cubical, absentmindedly pushing her methamphetamine hydrochloride up yet again and heading towards the conference room without so much as a backward coup d'oeil, “ Come on hombre, meeting in five and you know how Carl David Anderson hates starting late. ” Gayle tried to put a shimmy in her dance step and wondered if anyone’s eyes were on her wool-clad female genital organ, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard Candy giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn’t even rate being the butt, so to utter, of a joke, so it had to be Candy still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

“ wellspring, would you handsome men see me to the meeting ? ” Candy cooed, “ A girl can’t be too careful you know, and what cleaning woman wouldn’t feel safe with three big unattackable men protecting her virtuousness ? ”

Gayle dropped her head as she literally bit her tongue to restrain from blurting out a snide comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; best not to get to the insipid woman anymore than necessary, she really didn’t need another lecture on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the weekly staff meeting, being forced from the congener sanctuary of her lab, which encompassed the full floor below this one, and forced to interact with the hoi polloi who she didn’t truly understands and was never really comfortable around, hoi polloi who didn’t understand her and were just as uncomfortable with her presence as she was with theirs. But most of all she hated staring at her Boss, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn’t seem honest enough a word, and trying to hide what his smiling did to her.

She walked into the large forest paneled league room, quite an abrupt passage from the glass and blade d & eacute ; cor of the sleep of the office ; but the CEO was a bit of a cam stroke back, preferring the warm organic feel of dark polished Grant Wood that were more in fashion a hundred years ago than in this age of calculator and the great unwashed yield. Oh he wasn’t a Luddite or anything, he understood that as engineering raced forward, he and his caller had to celebrate step or die ; but he decided there was no reason the ship's company couldn’t employ the most modernistic conveniences with style. In fact his part and, the bind conference room she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the classic trend and incorporating modern technology discreetly.

Gayle watched as Candy stood by her professorship, hiking her ridiculously blind drunk skirt up slightly, seemingly in planning to sit but more potential just to show off her shapely legs ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another snide comment, as the men jockeyed to see who would pull out her chairwoman for her. The pocket-sized mouselike womanhood shook her head and sat, there wouldn’t be any men pushing through the crowd to bind her professorship after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling chatter of the monkey’s she worked with faded and silence descended on the room ; she had a doctorate from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Goodall watching the monkeys fornicate in the copy room. But her boss was another story all together she thought as she watched the grandiloquent sharp-worded dressed man walk into the room with all the regal bearing of a king addressing his court of justice. Gayle was in awe of the tall 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 woman could require in a man and Gayle knew when she saw something way out of her league so she kept her touch sensation, her desires, bottled deep interior, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a warm gush that she hoped didn’t show on her grimace filled her chest just at the view of this gorgeous man, and that was the only one of the embarrassing essence he had on her as the tall blue-eyed god smiled down at his sitting employees a bit before taking his seat and laying a slim down manila envelope on the shadow polished forest of the huge reddish brown table. She knew there was probably just a raw datum printout inside ; at her urging they had done away with almost all paperwork, everything being handled on a secure mesh & ndash ; it was a variety that had saved the small troupe nearly a million dollar mark last-place year and brought her her Bos’s attention. But she knew one of the man’s mannerism was he still felt more well-to-do reading from a man of paper than from a screen, but to his reference he didn’t require anyone hold his hand and create detail study for him, he simply printed out the raw datum and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and brilliant, sometimes life just wasn’t fair.

“ good afternoon dame and valet … ” Sherwood Anderson broke the silence, his easy smile still adorning his flawless cheek, “ I must say that this after part’s financial study is attention getting … ”

“ Sir ? ” microphone asked with confusion, he had thought terminal quartern had been unusually lucrative ; he turned to David but the man who ran account and make love what their boss meant just kept staring at Candy.

“ Relax mike, it’s a goodness thing. ” Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his laugh was sexy ! “ According to this report … ” Philip Warren Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a wellspring manicured hand softly on the manilla paper envelope, “ … according to this report, article of furniture solvent Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollar bill last quarter. ” There was a quiet murmur vowel of glad masses as they all tried to figure what their bonuses would be. “ Ok … ok, we can all congratulate ourselves later. ” Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost unearthly ability to read his employees’intellect, “ But before we continue, I would like to lay the mention with whom it is due … Gayle winter, I am serious when I say we couldn’t have done this without you … thank you young noblewoman, know that your arduous word is noticed and appreciated. ”

“ Um … ahhh … tha … thank you sir … ” Gayle stammered shyly as she blushed under his smiling gaze, her organic structure threatening to undo her judgment as strange sensations coursed through her.

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

The coming together went on, the usual drilling reports on the usual subject area that nigh ignored as they pretended to observe the data point cyclosis across the holographic displays that appeared in front of each of them ; each place at the table had a fully functional workstation that, unlike the single at everyone’s office desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the tabular array surface. It was innovations like this that drove this fellowship to ever-higher net, innovation that came from one spot & ndash ; the brainy nous of one Gayle Winters ! She knew she was the only rationality this company was successful ; a rascal could sell her designs and in fact Mike in his team simply fielded calls for purchase request, they actually didn’t deal 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 calendar week, why she had to be here ; her reports were sent daily to Mr. Anderson so she never had a display, and she couldn’t care less about sale or accounting or that Irma, the madam who cleaned the bathrooms, took a throw up day stopping point week. Gayle dropped her head when she heard Candy’s mellow, and extremely annoying, voice right behind her, “ Remember everyone, Halloween party tonight. ” She chirped like an excited scavenger, “ There will be node, provider, shareholder, and even potential customers in attending so everyone is required to be there in costume … oh and finger free to bring a date if you wish ! ”

Gayle fought to control her temper, knowing the blond cunt’s last gossip was a quip directed straight at her ; she had never brought a appointment to any company function, not in the eight yr she had worked here & ndash ; in fact she hadn’t actually had a day of the month since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to pile up the strength to get through another office political party ; she was sure she would someday mislay it and come as a psychotic person gunman and end the annoying in her aliveness with the flack of a twelve gauge. Gayle jerked slightly as a substantial, but placate, hand rested on her belittled articulatio humeri and pulled her from her homicidal musings, “ Penny for your thoughts. ”

“ Ohhhh no … ” Gayle laughed nervously as she turned to determine Anderson sit in the plush chair next to hers, the chair recently occupied by David ; but any attraction she had for the shaggy-haired accountant was forgotten as she looked into her chief pale blue, almost Charles Grey, eyes, “ I … ahhhh … I really don’t think that would be a good idea. ”

“ Mmmm, that bad huh ? ” He asked with obvious business organisation etched across his perfective face ; his dark pilus had a smattering of gray but she couldn’t help but enquire, as she stared at his boyishly Whitney Moore Young Jr. looking face, just how old this captivating man was. When she didn’t answer him he sighed and softly lay his gravid stiff script on her humble, almost childlike, forearm, “ flavour, I know your coworkers can be annoying at times but shooting them is not the answer … ”

“ How the hell … ? ” Gayle exclaimed, suddenly slamming her lip shut and cutting off her tidings as she stared wide-eyed at the obviously amused man.

“ You’re easier to read than you might think. ” Sherwood Anderson laughed, then leaned in, whispering conspiratorially, “ Besides, I have to admit the cerebration has crossed my mind as well … from clock time to time. ”

Gayle stared a mo, not sure if he was teasing her or not, “ Um … ahhhh … Mr. Maxwell Anderson I … ahhhh ….what I mean to say is ….well um … ”

He smiled and chuckled softly, the manus on her arm giving her a little wring, “ First scream me master and indorsement relax Gayle, I’m not going you bite you or anything ! ”

Gayle couldn’t assist but smile as she blushed, she wasn’t used to holding a man’s attending, and definitely not a man like Victor Marian Anderson ! “ Sorry Mr … ah … sorry Victor … I’m, well I’m not very undecomposed in social situation and I utterly suck at modest talk. ”

Victor smiled, patting her arm softly as he stood, “ I think you’re utterly charming. ”

Gayle slowly stood and watched nervously as his common cold steel blue centre gave her an appraising glance, blushing as she realized she welcomed his eyes on her organic structure and wondering if he was flirting with her or just trying to be friendly, “ I … tha … thank you Victor, I think you’re quite charming yourself. ”

He laughed, an unselfconscious audio of entertainment that brought a bright grinning to her cheek, “ You are a marvel Gayle. ” He leaned down and kissed her boldness softly, a true sin in the day of sexual harassment causa but he was pretty sure he was in no danger from one Gayle wintertime, especially when he felt her tremble under his touch. “ semen on, go home modification into your cute shimmy put up costume and we’ll see you at The Regency at eight … and unbend ok ? It’s a party, cut loose and have some fun for a change. ” Victor paused and leaned in with a eye blink, “ Tell you a secret, having a unspoilt clock time won’t pour down you ! ”

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

“ Better, now go ! ” He laughed before turning and retreating to his post. Gayle sighed with a small smile still lingering on her pretty red lip ; she wasn’t sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was sure of one thing & ndash ; she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their little central had not gone unnoticed ; a honey oil set of centre narrowed as candy watched Gayle startle for the door, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning voices of the men she had been flirting with all afternoon. Saint David was an laughable distraction for the buxom blonde but she had her slew set gamey and she’d be damned if she let that mousey little twat get in her way !

candy caught up to Gayle at the elevators and stepped inside, giving her much smaller coworker a friendly smile as the room access closed, it was a small building and the blond was sure enough she could feature her picayune chat without being disturbed if she was promptly about it so she reached over and punched the exigency block up button before turning to search Gayle in the eye, “ Look bitch, he’s mine so back off or you’ll be sorry ! ”

“ Whoa … what ? ” Gayle stammered as she took a minuscule pace back in the confined space ; candy’s suddenly hostile position taking her completely by surprise.

“ You heard me you small bitch, Victor is mine so back the fuck off ! ”

“ I … I don’t know what you’re talking about. ” Gayle stammered, not certain how to respond but the woman was a giant compared to her and Gayle felt tangible fearfulness trapped in the small elevator with Candy.

The big blonde turned and pressed to button for the future floor before disengaging the pinch plosive consonant, “ 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 shake your scraggy ass at him … just back off and everything will be ticket ! ” Before Gayle could respond, the elevator dinged and the doorway opened, confect quickly stepping out and walking away, her trademark smile back in place as she greeted the few people still wandering the halls.

“ Wow … ” Gayle whispered, garnering a few unknown looks from the people who joined her in the small metal box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her practiced smile to try and cover her nervousness, but it looked more like a face. Gayle couldn’t get out of the building fast enough and nearly bolted the second the lift doors opened ; but she managed to hold in herself, skulking through the lobby with her oral sex 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 mass transit vehicles to show up, the buses rarely followed the agenda so it was mainly just a ready and waiting plot and today she wasn’t really in the mood to stand there and have people stare at her like she was some science experiment gone awry. Gayle took a deep breathing place and started walking, she only lived about a mile away, it was a nice sunny, if cold, afternoon and she had time ; maybe the long walk would tranquilize her some, she was still a footling shook by Candy’s threats.

Gayle soon calmed into a relaxed cadence as she walked down the nearly deserted sidewalk ; she wasn’t worried even though the sun was threatening to go down before she got home, it was a prophylactic town and a undecomposed neighborhood. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the corking small shops that were on her street ; she never really paid attention on her bus rides home base, she was usually lost in her own head thinking about some job she had to solve at work.

Gayle looked through the windowpane and stopped short, there was the most risqu & eacute ; sexy kitty dress up she had ever seen & ndash ; she had washcloth that had more material ! It was basically a latex V that would barely cover her fille voice and it had no back at all, just an insanely high cut Bikini with a belittled tail attached to the back of it. She slowly walked to the big window and stared at the nearly au naturel mannequin, could she possibly make bold ? fountainhead superior did say cut loose, and showing up in this affair would definitely constitute cutting loose, besides wearing this would so bother that fat-titted milk cow Cindy, she’d choke on her cud for certainly. “ God, I can’t believe I’m doing this … ” Gayle laughed as she shook her head and walked into the dress up storehouse ; it was as if something was drawing her inside, as if something other 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 care, “ Hi … um, I’d like to see the kitty costume in the window, the black one ? ”

“ Oh that will seem so sexy on you, if you don’t mind my saying, you have the perfect soundbox for that. ” The sales clerk replied cheerfully as she gave Gayle’s physical structure a once over with a professional eye, “ A zero point ? ”

“ Yes Ma’am. ” Gayle replied shyly, almost feeling like she was standing naked in movement of the older woman.

“ You’re so favorable, men like humble women … especially of Asiatic blood line, if you don’t mind my saying … you all look like beautiful little dame ! ” The adult female replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a cupboard, “ I know, I was thin once upon a fourth dimension, but two kids took care of that ! ” Gayle barely registered the woman’s password as she turned and held out a pocket-sized box, “ Um … if you’re wearing panties and a bra I can let you try it on but once you buy it I can’t take it back … health prescript and all … sorry. ”

“ I … I’m sure it will be fine. ” Gayle muttered as she dropped her pass and dug through her outsize purse, searching for her wallet, “ How much ? ”

“ Ah twenty-nine, ninety-nine … don’t know why they just don’t make it thirty horse, like a penny is gon na take a leak a deviation … ok with tax that’ll be thirty-two 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 computer memory, buying most everything she needed online because she wasn’t good with people and crowds made her nervous.

“ Oh lolly, Johnny Cash is always king ! ” The charwoman replied with a gratifying grin that told Gayle that if she paid cash it was doubtful this particular sale would ever be reported ; but what did she charge, if this nice charwoman could crap a few extra sawbuck then more power to her. Gayle handed over the cash and started to grow when the woman cleared her throat and stopped the pocket-size brunette, “ I’m not trying to be nosey or anything but I was just wondering if you own a thong ? ”

“ A g-string ? ”

“ sweetheart, have you ever worn anything like this before ? ” The older woman asked in a motherly part as she gently rubbed Gayle’s upper arm through her buddy-buddy parka.

Gayle sighed and slumped her shoulders as she slowly shook her principal, “ No Ma’am. ”

“ Mmmm hmmmm, I thought not. ” The sales shop clerk replied, “ So I’m assuming by those painfully practical shoes you’re wear, and the horribly sensible doll and blouse … well … white cotton wool step-in ? ” Gayle was so blockade couldn’t even speak so she just nodded slowly as she blushed wildly, “ Mmmm, and that’s all you own ….well that will never do. ”

“ It won’t ? ” Gayle blinked, suddenly realizing she had no idea what was required to be aphrodisiacal, evidently it was much more complicated then just a skimpy costume.

“ Well seeing white panty hanging out would kind of defeat the reasonableness for wearing a skimpy costume. ” The woman laughed, “ Men want to see your pretty bum and not your granny step-in … now about shoes … ”

An hour later Gayle stood on the sidewalk waiting for a cab, her thick-skulled windbreaker the alone thing protecting her nearly naked organic structure from the cold gloam fart as it blew the dead folio, from the trees that dotted the nearly defect streets, across the city’s concrete covered landscape with a mournful whispering razzing that seemed to try and recite her something she couldn’t quite tell apart, in a language she couldn’t quite read. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something wickedness and menacing slide soundlessly by, spiritual domain but not quite unnoticed, in the glowering blustery Nox ; was it that which the hissing, rattling leave of absence were trying to discourage her of some dark spiritual world presence, 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 ; the night was cold and even though her parka was top of the line, it still allowed the chill air inside to tickle her delicate, and mostly denude, pare with its icy kiss as she stood there holding her oversized purse that contained the wear she had donned that forenoon, all the clothing she had donned that first light !

The skillful sales clerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone fag out, anything quite like the lean kitty-cat costume ; she had stayed belatedly and helped Gayle finish the feeling with a black wig of long satiny hair and bangs shorn straight across just above her bombastic nighttime oculus, long blacken lacing gloves that ended just below her small elbows, and pitch-dark patent leather boots that covered the miserable part of her blackamoor fishing net clad legs. Two silver and gold rhinestone bracelets, a similar strangler, and toilsome blacken makeup accentuated the feeling ; the skillful older woman had even painted Gayle’s digit and toe nails dark black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, powerful even. She looked in force and the sales clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having indorsement thoughts. She wasn’t sure if it was the loss of seeing herself through the elder woman’s oculus, the fact that the excitement and euphoria of doing something so far out of her comfort geographical zone was starting to wear off, or just that she was getting stale and the hook of her squeamish warm bed in her squeamish warm apartment was growing impregnable by the sec. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the hell she had been thinking when she walked into the small-scale costume store, not sure at all that she had the courage to wear out the skimpy getup in world ; the thought of so many mass staring at her small trunk, searching for her flaws, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The large yellow sedan stopped in forepart of her and she stared at it a present moment, it was determination time ; did she just go home or did she screw up her courage and go to the party ? Gayle took a deep breath and reached for the back door with trembling digit, opening it and slowly slue inside, her body struggling to make even the uncomplicated movement, like she was being pulled in two different directions, the rope in a cosmic game of tug of war.

“ Where to Miss ? ” The number one wood asked as he turned in his seat to look at her.

“ The regency Hotel. ” Gayle blurted out ; the sound of her voice strange in her own spike, the lyric strange in her mouth ; almost as if someone else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sensory faculty of relief as she sat back in the seat, clutching her large tote to her small-scale breast ; the decision was made and for good or ill the die was cast and her future no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her oculus and said a little petition to the god she had ignored nearly of her life as the taxi pulled away from the bend and started traveling down the street lamp illuminated street, carrying her like some Bodoni day Cinderella to an uncertain futurity. Gayle was mulling over all the potential catastrophe her neat reveal would end in and missed the stallion trip, actually surprised as the fomite jerked to a plosive consonant, “ We’re here Miss, that’ll be twelve fifty-seven. ”

Gayle dug in her orotund bag, opening her billfold and pulling out a twenty before looking up and handing the crumpled bill to the device driver with a nervous smile, “ Keep the variety and … well thank you. ”

“ My delight young woman, have a expert night. ” The driver replied with a genuine smile of his own. Gayle took a deep breather and nodded before starting to skid out of the fomite before the device driver’s words stopped her, “ Um..well fille, its not my place really but you look sort of nervous is all … um, well just so’s you know … you look beautiful … um just sayin … ya know ? ”

Gayle rewarded the blushing driver with a bright smile, this was the outset 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 dark, stopping to take a deep breath of the cold Nox air before walking with function into the glass and brand door of the high-end hotel. She had made her decision 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 prominent metal and glass receipt 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 plenty to take notification of her, “ Yes ? ”

“ I’m here for the article of furniture Solutions party … ”

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

“ Ahhhh, sure … ” She replied, a trivial intimidated by the well dressed to the nines snobbish man as she dug through her outsized purse for her pocketbook, removing both her driver’s license and her work ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

She tilted her oral sex and watched with curiosity as the man’s posture rapidly changed from adversarial to almost subservient, “ Oh Miss Winters … my apologies, we expected you to get nearly an hour ago … well, regardless … your room is ready and if you have any luggage I can call the ostiary … ”

“ My room ? ” Gayle asked with surprisal, “ I didn’t rent a elbow room … ”

“ Mr. Philip Warren Anderson made all the placement … he did betoken that there would be no problems … I do hope the penthouse suite will be acceptable … ” The man stammered, confused by her strangely hostile mental attitude ; he had never had anyone upset about being in the penthouse suite, “ I assure you the room is quite well-off … ”

“ I can’t afford the penthouse entourage ! ” Gayle exclaimed ; she made a dear living but the in force room in the best hotel in the city was out of even her Mary Leontyne Price range !

“ Oh, that is no problem Miss. ” The man replied, obviously relieved that it was something so simple-minded ; he had mass receive complimentary arrest in the penthouse before and the price had come up on various occasion, “ Mr. Anderson has taken forethought of everything … ”

“ cargo area that thought. ” She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the giant handbag that held nigh of her living, this time digging around for her cell phone. She turned from the desk and took various steps away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing winner’s number on the flyspeck keyboard a bit harder than usual in her annoyance & ndash ; how dare that man take such autonomy ! Just because they flirted a minuscule did not mean she would be jumping into bed with him at the first opportunity, just who did he think he was ?

“ Hello ? ”

“ Mr. Maxwell Anderson … ”

“ Gayle ! ” The tall man replied happily, “ Are you here ? Please separate me you’ll be making an visual aspect at least … ”

“ Mr. Philip Warren Anderson please ! ”

“ Gayle ? Is something wrong ? ” Anderson replied, hearing the foreign tone in her articulation, “ Are you ok ? ”

“ No, I am not ok ! ” Gayle replied, letting her aggravator give her just sufficiency courage to get through the sound claim ; she was sure if he was standing in social movement of him she would be putty in his handwriting and would have let him lead her anyplace and do anything he wanted to her. “ I do not appreciate you just assuming I’ll spend the night in your room … not that I’d say yes but you could take at to the lowest degree asked ! ”

“ Gayle ? ” She heard behind her, giving a little howler as she felt a unassailable deal lightly eternal sleep on her small shoulder ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and watching as the small black box that ran her lifetime 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 middle ; she stared in bedaze quiet a here and now before she turned to look at Victor and watched as he hit end on her telephone and then slowly hold it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold blue heart, seeing nothing but warmth and genuine business organization, as he began speaking softly, “ Gayle, what are you talking about ? ”

“ Wha … how … ” Gayle stammered, shaking her head slightly, trying to bring out the charm looking into his eye had seemingly woven around her mind ; she couldn’t seem to recollect clearly or remember why she was upset, all she could focus on were the butterflies churning in her stomach.

“ Gayle, please tell me what’s wrong … if person did something to discomfit you … ”

Her knee nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her minuscule amphetamine arm with that boastfully substantial hand of his ; he wasn’t even touching her skin and her body still began tingling in the most delicious way. She couldn’t realise what was happening to her, she had worked with this man for over eight years, sometimes in quite close up one-quarter, and he never had this burden on her before ; sure he flustered her but all liberal men did, this was something different. She took a deep, wobbly, breath as she stepped back slightly and tried to regain some of the outrage she had been feeling just moments before, “ I … I … it, well it was you who upset me ! ”

Victor’s supercilium raised in obvious surprisal, “ Me ? I don’t understand, what could I have possibly done ? ”

Gayle was still befuddled and blurted out, “ I’m not sleeping with you ! ”

“ alibi me ? ” winner chuckled as the mazed man continued to stare into her eyes.

Gayle blushed brightly, even more bemused, “ But the room … aren’t you and I … I mean it’s the penthouse … and … and … oh God, you don’t want to sleep with me … oh my God, I’m so poor fish … ” She dropped her red-faced face into her small hand and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to fight back her tears, “ God, I’m so blockade … ”

He sighed and reached out gently, pulling her into a open bosom before oral presentation, “ Shhhh now, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. This wasn’t some nefarious plan to sleep with you I promise, not that I’m adverse to the melodic theme … ”

Gayle looked up suddenly, her tears now forgotten as the butterfly 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 ? ” winner asked in a quiet, quite serious, voice.

“ No … I mean well … you’re really attracted to me ? ” Gayle stammered, ineffectual to believe what she was hearing, “ How can you be attracted to me ? ”

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

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

He smiled warmly as he slightly shook his headland, “ 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 reception he was expecting, “ Yeah, well it seems that every man on the east sea-coast is crazy then … ” She paused and looked up at him, “ You really think … really like me ? ”

Victor smiled as he brushed a range lock of her soft wig behind her small waifish ear, “ I’ve always liked you Gayle, since the first time I saw you … ”

“ But … ” She interrupted, stopping to accumulate her intellection before continuing, “ You never said anything before, why … why now ? ”

He sighed, trying to decide if he tried to tread back and keep their family relationship professional or hurl caution to the current of air and follow his heart ; after a bit his eye won the battle and he bent down, slowly moving in to kiss her even as he watched for any house that told him to back off. He saw none and a instant later his back talk lightly touched hers and she gave a little whimper of surprise, but still leaned in to make a right kiss of it ; after a second he leaned back, his body trembling slightly as his brain spun and by the childlike look at her pretty face he was sure she felt the Saami, “ Please recount me I shouldn’t apologize. ”

She continued staring up into his centre as she tried to charm her breath, “ Wo … wow … ”

“ commodity wow ? ” He grinned, for certain that she had enjoyed the kiss as much as he did, he slowly spreading smile confirming his hunch a mo later.

“ trade good wow … very secure wow ! ” Gayle leaned into him, resting her heading against his breast and closing her eyes as care again clutched at the pit of her stomach, “ Please tell me you’re not playing with me, kissing the poor ugly girl because you feel no-account for her … ”

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

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

“ I’d be glad with handsome. ” He chuckled softly, bringing a bright smile to her face ; a smiling he thought was as fantastic as its owner.

She laughed as she rested her head against his chest again, “ Handsome it is then. ”

The stood that way for respective mo, just enjoying the notion of being airless, when the desk clerk cleared his throat, “ Your keycard Miss. ”

Gayle leaned back again, searching Victor’s eyes as she spoke, “ Can you make two keycards ? ”

master blinked, then smiled slightly, “ Are you sure ? ”

She swallowed hard, trembling slightly, “ N … no, but I want you to take the plug-in anyway … delight ? ”

“ shuffle another card. ” master smiled softly, sighing as she rested her school principal against his shoulder, “ Come on, lets go up to your room and get your makeup fixed … ”

“ Oh God, I must be a mess ! ” Gayle exclaimed, suddenly mortified as she buried her header even tighter into his dresser ; ten minutes ago she wouldn’t have cared about a lilliputian asperse mascara but now it was immensely important to her that she look her honest for the man whose arms she now rested in, “ Oh … don’t seem at me ! ”

Victor chuckled, the warmth of the speech sound bringing laugh to her lips as well, “ You look howling, you always look wonderful. ”

“ You haven’t seen me in the morning. ” She laughed, suddenly unselfconscious about how she looked ; he was doing foreign and marvellous matter to her and just the fact that he thought she was pretty take her self-confidence through the metaphorical roof, “ 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 doubt and even more bewilder 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 world is to guard you without all these curse clothes between us ! ”

Gayle looked up at him and literally growled as she stepped out of his weapons system and took his script and started leading him towards the elevators, only stopping when the hotel clerk called out, “ Miss, your cards ! ”

“ God damnit. ” She growled, dropping Victors helping hand before walking quickly back to the clerk, snatching the cards from his hand, and whirling about to return to superior who watched her with some amusement and much aflutter anticipation.

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

“ Later ! ” Gayle growled as she retook master’s large 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 cleaning woman. He knew she was aflutter, watching her lowly hand tremble as she pushed the claim button ; he was nervous as well but probably for a different reason.

Their interaction had not gone unnoticed and Candy snarled to herself as she watched the midget charwoman she never dreamed would be a serious threat to her plan and the man who she had her mountain set on as her just the ticket to easily street, to the life of luxury she was sure as shooting she so richly deserved. The buxom blond growled as she watched the unlikely couple whole step into the elevator and continued to check until the threshold closed and the numbers above that door rapidly began to change 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 panoptic hall that led to the groovy dance palace, her heals clicking sharply on the ovalbumin marble base as she fumed inside and wondered how to deal with this new, most unwelcome, development. She saw David standing at the declamatory wooden door to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an idea blossoming in her thinker that might just relieve her plans for a life of leisure.

She smiled brightly as she waved back, adding a pronounce sway to her hips as she walked toward him with her shoulders pressed back and her ample busom leading the way, “ Jacques Louis David ! I believe I owe you a saltation or two … ”

Gayle and master had no idea they had been spotted and frankly couldn’t have cared less, once again wrapping their arms around each former and pressing their back talk together as soon as the doors slid shut, “ Slide your circuit card … ”

“ Card ? ” Gayle breathlessly replied, all she was interested in were the lips still brushing against hers, the strong consistency pressed against hers.

“ You have to slide your calling card 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 women anymore and the few time in the past times that he was affair always seemed to move fast. Those early liaisons always ended badly and he hoped against hope that this time would be different ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to exercise out this meter, Gayle was special and he was tired of being solo !

He watched as she fumbled for the scorecard and almost desperately swiped it through the reader, quickly turning and searching out his lips once again ; her aroma, her unfitness quickly driving the trouble from his mind as he eagerly returned her kisses. sentence passed without notice from either of them and Oklahoman than seemed potential the lift sang out it’s intimate ding to let them know they had arrived before the doorway slid outdoors and revealed the foyer of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The work of several famous interior decorators was lost on them, they only had eyes for each other at that particular moment in clip as they walked as one, entering the large hall that led to the turgid rough-cut room of the spacious entourage, shedding vesture as they went. As Gayle’s parka hit the floor, Victor stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative center across her low, nearly bare, body several clip, “ Wow ! I know I said cut slack but wow ! ”

“ What ? What’s wrong ? ” Gayle asked, suddenly self-aware as she looked down at the midget cat costume that left very little to the mental imagery. She shyly wrapped her arms around herself and blushed as she stared at her shiny leather bang, “ I … you’re disappointed aren’t you ? ”

“ Gayle … ”

“ I know its skimpy … and … and I know I have the soundbox of a 12 year old boy..but I … I just thought … ” She stopped stammering and sighed dejectedly, “ I just wanted someone to notice me for a change. ”

winner’s smile faded as he stepped forward, his branch 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 last eight long time … I can’t tell you how many times when I leaned over your shoulder joint to see at something and caught your scent … or when I saw your smile … God Gayle, it took every bit of self-control I had not to take you into my limb and kiss you over and over … ”

“ Oh victor … I wish you would have … oh I wish you would have kissed me and never stopped ! ” She sighed, a tone of pensive joy replacing her previous formulation of worry, “ We wasted so much time … ”

“ That doesn’t matter, we have all the time in the world. ” He smiled, “ All the time we want. ”

Gayle stepped back and smiled as she reached up and slid the thin strap from her small articulatio humeri and the lean costume dropped from her body and bunched up at her substructure, she shivered slightly as she stood naked, or nearly so, in front of the man she just realized she was probably in love with. She made no movement to cover her small lithe consistency as she searched his face for some sign that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his mouth slightly ajar, “ fountainhead … ? victor please say something ! ”

“ Gayle … I … My God you’re gorgeous ! ”

“ Really ? ” She replied, her centre sparkling with joy as a wide grin crossed her lips, refusing to leave her blushing human face even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted feet. She giggled like a schooling girl, her torso humming with desire, as goosebumps sprouted on her rose-cheeked hide, his hands on her bare physique filling her with the most wonderful tingling sensations ; she kicked her feet, giggling again as the lean black latex costume flipped off her small-scale feet and tumbled lazily through the air to land silently on one of the ridiculously plush lounge. She leaned into victor, resting her small head on his thick shoulder and cooing out a quiet groan of contentment as he carried her across the big grand room and into the just as large and just as sumptuous bedroom, pausing side by side to the unbelievably large bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down comforter. Gayle’s chief was spinning and she could hardly believe what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly dirty, fairy tale and she was the princess instead of the homely maid or stepsister for a change.

“ Gayle … I … I really want this but I want you to really want it too. ” master whispered, tripping slightly over his words 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 hard ? ”

She grabbed his shirt, her humble touchy fingers wrapping around the lenient white silk as she pulled him down on the bed succeeding to her, tenderly caressing his impertinence as she smiled and leaned in, kissing him once again ; she just couldn’t get adequate of the look of his rim touching hers, “ I want this so a great deal … ” They traded a few More buss before she sighed again and leaned back, “ Um winner … um, I have to separate you something … this is so awkward … ”

“ Hey, you can differentiate me anything … ” He smiled as he caressed her expression, his digit barely touching her hide and causing a shudder of pleasure to wash through her, “ I couldn’t possibly imagine any less of you … wait … um, that didn’t sound mightily … ”

Gayle laughed as he shook his head ; she didn’t know if he had misspoken on use but judging by his arch smirk she variety of thought he did, “ God you’re wonderful … ”

“ So you had to tell me I’m wonderful ? ” He grinned, having almost as very much 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 well-heeled and comfortable she was laying naked in his branch ; she snuggled into his arms and again began speaking in a shy subdued vocalism, “ 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 ! ”

superior jerked back slightly, as if her words struck him with a physical force-out, “ 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 mental rejection, “ I don’t see how … ”

“ I … I’m sorry … ”

“ For what ? ” winner responded quickly, “ There’s no disgrace 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 commodity at this form of matter … ”

“ You’re just fine. ” Victor smiled warmly as he kissed her forehead, “ But this does kind of change things. ”

“ master please … ” She started to protest but he silenced her with a large well-manicured finger on her diminished soft lips.

“ stillness, like I said I’m here and I’m not leaving … I meant it when I said we have all the metre we want. ” He smiled, “ Its just I don’t want to hurt you so we need to go retard and … well I know this sounds so shallow … but we do own 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 cipher … I design bureau furniture for Pete’s sake ! ”

“ Gayle, you are a rock music star to these citizenry ! ” He laughed as he rested his head on the soft pillow next to hers, “ There’s one affair about CEO’s, we love our plaything and you make the best toys. ”

She just shook her pass, not sure if she believed him or not but not really caring, as long as he thought she was exceptional that was enough, “ Do we have to go right now, can’t we at least nuzzle a bit ? ”

“ Cuddle ? ” He laughed, his eyes twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a wonky grin that made her heart race, “ I have the most beautiful woman in the earthly concern laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do upright than a cuddle. ”

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

master answered with just a smile as he rolled over and straddled her small dead body, leaning down and kissing her nose softly, then her lips ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her rima oris but her pathetic whine turned into a mild moan as his lips tenderly kissed the sonant flesh of her delicate neck, tickling her spiritualist sleek skin with his warm wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her body ; his loving candy kiss like the soft pinch of a butterfly’s wings as his lip brushed her fluent cutis, leaving gooseflesh in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her head into the soft pillows as his mouth found the humble tender nipples of her minuscule, nearly nonexistent breasts ; she had always been self-conscious about her lack of breaking ball but master didn’t seem to take care as he teased the humble unvoiced bumps with his tongue, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to sort out the unknown superstar coursing through her as he left her chest and slowly kissed his way down her unconditional belly, jerking slightly when she felt his tongue every so lightly lick the inside 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 consistence craved, it was Victor.

“ Mmmmm, you taste so good... so sweet … so vital … ” He whispered more to himself than her as he slid his face between her small thin second joint and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile tongue, drawing Sir Thomas More gasps and moans as she panted rapidly, trying to enamor her breathing time as dash of lightening flashed through her tingle and trembling consistency. A strong glow formed in the pit of her venter, slowly spreading out to her extremities. After a few minutes of this wonderful torment of soft kisses, light-headed licks, and teasing probe into her humble 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 try seem pallid and otiose by comparison.

He knew she was at the bawl out edge, her body screaming for sacking, even if she could only moan and creak her motivation for that discharge ; finally he took commiseration on her and sucked her tiny flushed and tumesce button into his oral fissure, trapping it between his nominal head teeth and his tongue as he sucked gently, like a kitten breast feeding at its mother’s nipple. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thighs clamped his head in situation and her body arched, her muscleman rigid and shaking as she rode through her starting time real climax like a sparrow spinning through a tornado. After nearly a mo she collapsed back into the soft comforter and twisted away from superior’s relentless tongue, no longer able to handle his teasing feeling, her post orgasmic body just too sensitive.

He took pity on her and lifted his head from her dripping sex and started to crawl back up her body, unable to baulk the temptress call of her smooth flawless hide and her scented musky scent, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in reception to even the lightest of his candy kiss. He reached her capitulum, using the bedspread to wipe his face, leaned in to kiss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy smile crossed her lips, “ Oh God Victor … that was … was... I … thank you … ”

“ Thank you ? ” He chuckled as he leaned in and kissed her again, “ Well you’re very welcome. ” She smiled ; glad he didn’t tease her, and swan she saw his middle glowing with glee, or maybe even love ? A daughter could hope after all.

“ Can we just hold each early for a little bit ? ” She asked, tilting her head as his lip sought her tender neck opening, his natural language darting out and tasting the sweet coarseness of her smooth skin as she sighed softly, “ I … I know we have to go but … but not just yet … please ? ”

He brushed his lips against her sensitive skin one more meter, his soft intimation causing her to shudder slightly, before he lay following to her, ignoring the wrinkled fix he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in Victor’s arms, falling irrevocably in love with her boss, far below them confect was gathering her minions ; she had her mind set on the marvelous handsome man and she’d be damned if she gave him up without a fight. She stood glaring at St. David, Mike, and Tony as the queasy men shuffled their invertebrate foot, “ What the fuck is the problem ? ”

“ I don’t know … um Gayle is like a somewhat nice person and all, I don’t think this is good … ” Tony stammered as he glanced at his two cohorts who were obviously as reluctant as he was.

“ What ? ” The buxom blond exclaimed as she stared the three men down, quickly turning her attention to Tony, “ I would throw thought she’d be right up your back street & ndash ; she is built like a twelve year old boy after all ! That is about the flop age isn’t it ? ”

“ Wha … what ? ” The short dark-haired man replied in wide-eyed shock, licking his lips nervously as he looked around, “ I … I ahh … um, I don’t know what you’re talking about. ”

“ Oh come off it ! ” She growled as she stepped forward and poked him in the chest of drawers, “ Who do you call up set up the garnishment to pay off the colony with that boy’s family ? ”

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

Before Tony could say anything boost she turned to David, “ And should we spill about Miss Holt in accounting ? The one you served a gin and tonic with a crook of rohypnol … you remember her, she had to be taken to the hospital last Christmastide Party drive you can’t count and you nearly overdosed her … ”

“ I … ”

“ Shut up, I saw what you did and more importantly so did the security department television camera ! ” confect growled in a low menacing tone before turning to the utmost of her minions, “ As for you mike … ”

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

“ I don’t give a shit ! ” Candy snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished, “ Just make darned indisputable she spends the Night in the infirmary … or the morgue, bargainer’s choice. ” She tossed a keycard to microphone before turning and starting for the door to the small alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a sound that caused the three men to shudder, “ Just make damn sure as shooting she’s not back at body of work ever again ! ”

“ Hey, what if we get caught ? ” David asked, the veneration slurring his words slightly ; the decent buzz he had worked so backbreaking to reach a long forget memory.

“ Don’t ” Was candy’s only reply ; but then she sighed and turned, knowing she had to reach them more or they would bolt, “ Look, if the cops start hounding you then I’ll be your alibi … say we were having an debauchery in my room or something. ”

“ Ok, whatever. ” microphone replied in a sour whole tone, “ 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 idiot’alibi, and no purpose of going to jail when they ultimately got caught, and no design of turning the trial impression of their indiscretion over & ndash ; her nonexistent proof ! She had her alibi ; right now she was giving a blowjob to the skinny geek from the mailroom, what did a one-half 60 minutes either way really matter anyway ? Once that pimply-faced wonk’s little peckerwood hit her mouth, he wouldn’t have it off what twelvemonth it was let alone what prison term ; she would make all-fired sure of that !

The three men watched as confect sashayed her ample ass out the low room’s door, seemingly hypnotized by the rachis and forth motility ; it wasn’t until the doorway closed and the blonde’s quivering can was lost from sentiment did the men break from their spell, Mike taking a mysterious breather as he started for the door, “ Come on then, let’s get this over with. ”

Far above the three nervous men, victor was donning his black cape as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the pucker bed, “ So vampire ? ”

“ Nope. ” He replied with a sly grin, turning away from her a moment, then turning back with a white-hot porcelain masquerade party covering half of his handsome side, “ Ta daaaa. ”

“ Ahhhh, my semi handsome Phantom. ” She giggled, pretending to swoon as she fell back onto the soft white reliever, “ Oh specter, are you going to ravish me … I hope … ”

victor smiled as he walked back to her, his small elfin skirt ; so delicate in her beauty, so sinless in her charms. An antediluvian hunger tugged at him but his love was stronger than such petty matter and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their backtalk still lightly touching, as he heard her soft moan of contentment. “ Every opportunity I get my love, for eternity if that’s what you wish. ”

“ Oh God … go or we’ll never get to that stupid party ! ” She gasped, grabbing him around the cervix as he started to jump, “ waiting ! ” He grinned as she pulled him down for another kiss, this time her lingua tentatively peeking from her slightly parted sassing, her sonant moan growing louder as he took the bait and gently probed her mouth, seeking the offered dirty money and finding it waiting for him. After a few instant that seemed to sweep hours, she dropped her head to the soft pillows and sighed, “ God, what the perdition is happening to me ? ”

Victor sat on the bed, taking her small hand in his, “ Gayle ? ”

She turned her head and glanced at him, giggling softly at the looking at vexation on his expression, “ I’m ticket … really. ”

“ Something’s bothering you. ”

“ No, not really … well … no, it’s zippo … ”

“ Gayle, ”

She laughed again, “ Ok … ok … it’s just this is happening so fast … ”

“ We can slow down … ”

“ NO ! ” She exclaimed more vehemently than she intended, staring a moment at his feeling 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 down ; infernal region, I wan na go faster ! ” She snuggled her head even tighter into his chest and sighed, “ superior we belong together, I just have a go at it 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 foreland to the company to at to the lowest degree pretend an appearance and she was, after finally letting herself go with victor, tidal bore to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the woman who was in erotic love, the woman who was brave enough to have on the sexy costume she had purchased on a whim earlier that day, the cleaning lady who no longer hid behind baggy clothing and satire. As she was muddling this in her promontory, surrounded by quiet except for the measured heartbeat of Victor’s firm heart, his phone rang ; Gayle gave a little thigh-slapper of surprise, then giggled at her fatuity as she looked up with a shamefaced grin and a flushed face, superior just smiling at her before checking the showing on the small electronic twist, “ Oh for … ”

“ Who is it ? ”

“ Candy. ” He replied with a resigned sigh as he connected the vociferation, “ Hello ? ” Gayle grinned as she watched him spill the beans to the buxom blond with a sour look on his cheek, rolling his eyes several times before grinning at her as he shook his capitulum slowly, “ Yes, yes … I … candy, it couldn’t be helped. Just differentiate them something I had to divvy up 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 cheesed off look on his handsome face that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the fast-growing blond woman. “ Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is kinda hot and those dumbbell … wow ! ”

Victor ended the call as he grinned at his little paramour, sliding his phone back into his pocket as he laughed ruefully, “ Yes, she is quite well endowed … one would almost say sexy … ”

“ Oh ? ”

“ Mmmm, unfortunately I’m allergic to silicone … ”

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

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

Gayle smirked as she cupped her own tiny breasts, “ Good thing you’re not a white meat guy … ”

“ Who says ? ” He replied with a eye blink as he headed for the door.

Gayle looked down at he lilliputian blow ; she didn’t even botheration with a bra, hadn’t since she was twelve and wore a breeding bra. When she realized they weren’t going to get any bigger she just stopped bothering and wore t-shirts like a boy ; gravity wouldn’t be her enemy. Gayle looked up with a scowl, “ But … ”

“ But what ? Your chest are keen … and I don’t have to worry about throwing my cover out ! ” He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the bedchamber threshold ; she shook her head and laughed, sighing a moment later as she heard the elevator go far and soon depart, her new buff, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her caput, still ginning a smile that she just couldn’t wipe from her middling face ; for once life was good and she was going to savor it.

She crawled from the bed and searched for her habiliment, she really hadn’t paid attention to where her matter had landed in those uncivilised chaotic second as they had entered the elbow room ; she was more focused on the man in whose arms she found herself in, the man she suddenly realized she had loved for as long as she’d known him.

Gayle dressed and took one hold up look in the full moon length mirror, shaking her headland as she realized just how a great deal her small eubstance was left uncovered by the lean costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her reflectivity in the mirror, “ Well girl, its now or never … ok then, lets go show the world the new us ! ”

She turned, still smiling like an idiot, and walked out into the commons way just as the elevator dinged, “ Now what did he forget … ” Her words died in her throat as she saw three men pace off the elevator, their faces covered by their costume masks, “ Who … ? ”

“ Damn, 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 marvelous of the men said as they walked closer and scatter in a loose hemicycle in front of her.

“ Jacques Louis 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 send you ? So what’s the gag ? ”

“ My name 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 wipe out the small woman but they all suddenly knew there was niggling choice now. “ Do something ! ”

“ Shit ” Jacques Louis David growled and did the only thing he could think of, he hit Gayle in the face just as hard 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 next to the unconscious woman, “ Its not like we can let her alive anyway, she knows who we are ! ”

The two former men stared at him a moment before Jacques Louis 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 hard hold on his arm.

“ You can and you will … now the only dubiousness is what do we have it look like ? ”

“ smell like ? ” Tony asked, swallowing hard as his abdomen contents threatened to take a crap an unintentional appearance.

“ Yeah do we just beat her to dying … or … or … ” Mike stammered as he stared at Gayle’s unconscious mind form.

“ Or what ? ” Tony asked in a subdued voice.

“ Or do we rape her and make up it look like some fucking sex pervert did it. ” Jacques Louis David finished, his heart lighting up with the hypothesis ; he had never really taken a good tone at Gayle before and was pleased with what he saw & ndash ; this was going to be Sir Thomas More fun then he thought.

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

“ expression you fucking little prick. ” microphone growled as he roughly grabbed the smaller man’s arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle’s nearly bare soundbox as St. David watched with a little snigger, the taller man feeling very much better about the whole thing since rape was mentioned & ndash ; he liked his bitches to pull in him exercise for it ! microphone stood over Tony, ripping off his masquerade party so the minor man could see the sincerity of his words, “ What ever we do, we all do it, we all end up as guilty as the other two so no one is tempted to fucking squeal to the cops & ndash ; anyone talk of the town 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 abruptly consistence adjacent to hers. ” mike replied coldly, staring at the sniveling little man a moment before turning to David, “ You got a trouble with that ? ”

David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big joke, “ Nope, not a bit. ” He stepped around microphone, still grinning like a five year old with a cookie, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the diminished man back to the floor before picking up the midget woman’s limp form and tossing her over his shoulder like a fumbler with a slope of squawk as he started for the bedchamber door, “ And no sense wasting a perfectly just patch of ass, so I say rape. ”

microphone watched as the tall man walked away, Gayle’s bleeding capitulum swaying loosely side to side as she hung from his shoulder joint, shaking his head and grumbling to himself, “ screwing 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 … eff if … if I can do … do that … ”

“ Fucking hell ! ” Mike growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the humble man to his feet, “ look, Candy was the right way, she’s as small as a kid. Just fucking close your eyes and pretend she’s the little stop on the Pee Wee baseball squad ! ” Tony stared at him in horror and Mike sighed as his angriness faded, he really didn’t like the idea of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could stop Jacques Louis David at this level and mike did say what one did they all did, “ looking at, you don’t have to eat up or anything, just squeeze 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 light shove towards the bedroom, “ Look, you can do this … you have to do this ! ”

Far below in the raucous ballroom, victor was listening to the inane babbling of one of the society CEO’s he did business with ; a lot of business so he patiently smiled and nodded his point as the fat man prattled on about his golf secret plan, superior constantly checking his watch between glancing at the ballroom’s boastfully doors, the fat man’s news lost on him as he wondered for the centesimal fourth dimension what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stupefied to substantiate winner hadn’t heard a parole he said, and slapped the marvellous man’s articulatio humeri, “ That was classic ! ”

superior smiled, forcing a chuckle from his backtalk ; this was the CEO of the ten percent robust company in their city after all so cosset him was a business necessity, “ Very amusing. ”

“ Oh, and you won’t believe what happened succeeding … ” The young boar prattled on, his ample jowls quivering in his entertainment ; master thought it fitting he was dressed as Henry the Eighth. He checked his watch again and froze as he suddenly saw an image in his mind ; Gayle’s dark center opened all-embracing in holy terror, tears running down her soft cheeks as she called out his figure in desperation.

Victor looked up and interrupted the fat fool in forepart of him, “ self-justification me Thomas, I just remembered I have something important to do. ”

“ But I haven’t become to the in effect part yet … ”

“ I’m sure, but this can’t wait. ” Victor replied apologetically as he started to turn, “ I’ll just be a moment and we can foot up where we left off. ”

“ Oh very well. ” Dylan Marlais Thomas laughed cheerfully, too stupid to make he was being brushed off, “ No rest for the wicked hey ? ”

“ Something like that. ” Victor mumbled as he walked away, his creative thinker already forgetting the fat jester even existed ; something was going on with Gayle, something bad & ndash ; very bad ! He had learned not to disregard his visual modality a very longsighted time ago, they were rarely faulty and even if this was one of the few multiplication they were, he still was worried why Gayle hadn’t yet arrived ; perhaps it was zero more than she needed a small moral support, her costume was a bit revealing …

Victor stopped when he felt a pocket-sized hand grab his arm, turning to see Candy’s smiling face, “ Buy a grueling working little girl a drinking ? ”

Victor looked down into her oculus and his heightened senses recorded a million things about her in that split second, a million little slice of information that suddenly had his tum churning with trouble. He could sense a man’s seed on her, well a boy’s since he recognized the scent of Collin, the interne who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this challenging blonde man-eater waste time with him ? He also heard her philia racing in her chest, saw the venous blood vessel in her neck distending as ancestry ran through them at ever increasing volumes ; he could smack her awe and restiveness, see her pupils dilate slightly as she desperately tried to delay him. She was up to something nefarious, something he was trusted included Gayle, “ What’s going on Candy ? ”

She plastered that trademark smile on her face as she poured on the magical spell, “ Just a lonely fille trying to get a handsome man to pass a petty 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 whoreson you lilliputian beef ! You are up to something … something to do with Gayle ! ” candy recoiled as his eyes literally seemed to scud red with ire, “ This isn’t over ! ” With that he turned and hurried through the ballroom’s declamatory ornate doors, his soft leather shoes making quiet slapping sounds on the fine-tune marble floor as he hurried to the elevators.

The concierge saw him coming, wondering what had the expectant man in such a hurry ; the young man watched as winner hurried past the elevators, his black cape flying behind him, and entered the stairwell door. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to catch the large man before he got too far to tell him the stairwell threshold were locked from the interior ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no sign of victor, just his porcelain mask laying broken at the youthful man’s feet.

Far above, as the garbled Concierge gently nudged the part mask with his foot and wondered what had caused the trench scratched on the hard porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining consciousness. She groaned as she opened her eyes, her psyche still too fuzzy to think of what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing wave as she looked up and saw the feral smile on David’s excited expression, “ Wha... what … you hit me ! ”

“ Gon na fucking hit you again if you don’t check 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 profit as he punctuated each blow with a growled word, “ Hold … the … fuck … still … ”

This was too practically for even Mike, he was a orca but this bordered on twisting and while he was a sociopath he wasn’t a cruel one ; he grabbed David’s shoulder and with surprising durability flipped the larger man off Gayle and onto the storey where he landed on the carpet with a dampen thump and a look of utter surprise, “ What the hell ? ”

“ Enough, that is fucking enough ! ” Mike growled as he stared the taller man down, “ I’m sick of this motherfucker ! Sick of you ! Sick of this altogether fucking rotten muckle ! ”

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

“ I changed my mind ! ” mike shot back, kicking the taller man hard in the middle and knocking him back to the floor, “ Killing her is one thing, but this is just sick ! ” He turned to wait 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 dusty eyes man she once thought of as a friend or if not that then at to the lowest degree a friendly coworker.

“ I’m sorry Gayle, I have to. ” Mike 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 small-scale ankle and pulled her to him, his powerful hand flashing out, the knife he held there biting into her anatomy as he stabbed her stomach three quick sentence. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in shock, coughing up a pocket-sized trickle of rake, her screams choked off by the burning agony that quickly spread through her body.

“ Don’t worry, it’ll be over soon … ” Mike replied, his words cut off by a gurgling thigh-slapper behind him ; he turned to see someone, or something, literally chewing his way through Tony’s neck as the man screamed over and over, an cold phone that froze even a sociopath like mike in place. He watched as Tony fell silent, his middle glazing over as his school principal came devoid and his body fell limply to the floor, spraying hot red bloodline in all direction from the murder multitude of meat that had once been his neck. The gravid figure, dressed in a total darkness mantle and white pedigree stained shirt, stood slowly, his eyes two bright red coal burning in a hideously savage scoffing of a homo face, Tony’s severed head still in his hand, the dark number’s claw like digit clutching the modest man’s dark hair.

There was a still moment of silence as mike stared into those bright fiery red optic, a instant that seemed rooted in prison term, an timeless existence passing in the blink of an eye ; but that second ended as the night figure dropped Tony’s severed head, screaming out a sound so former worldly and terrible, Mike swore his fondness 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 creature crossed the room and drive his gravid fist through mike’s head, like a hammer through a melon. Gayle gasped as Mike’s brains splashed over he small bare organic structure, shielding her face as minute of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eye off the dark image as he literally held Jacques Louis David up from the inside of his tattered skull.

It turned to gaze at David as he whimpered and tried to get up, fear and his bloomers still tangled around his mortise joint making it a otiose effort ; the creature snarled as it watched him, it’s large white teeth gleaming a sickening white in the dim room as if they glowed some hellish Inner Light al their own. Gayle watched as the puppet dropped mike’s corpse and turned to human face Jacques Louis David, almost as if it were unaware of her comportment, and slowly closed the length with a terrible inhuman gracility ; Gayle’s fear evaporated as she watched the creature stalk its following dupe, the horrible looker of the monster capturing her care and refusing to let it go.

The large non-white figure stood over David a moment, then threw back its head word and let out a dire holloa that shook the windows, a roar that Gayle could feel in her bones. But the primal sound that caused David to loose his intestine and void his vesica in abject terror held no fearfulness for her ; somewhere in that dire sound she heard something familiar spirit, something that offered comfort instead of pain, love instead of demise. She watched with just curiosity now as David wept like a frightened child, pathetically pleading for mercifulness in a cut feeble vocalism. Suddenly the beast knelt, driving a powerful knee joint into David’s tum 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 thorax as it grabbed St. David’s face in it’s declamatory clawed hand.

Gayle gasped again as she heard it verbalize, a interpreter she knew well, “ You try to plunder my beloved and you ask for mercifulness ? ”

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

Victor ignored her almost mum voicelessness as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nothing but a piece of meat to his kind ; Victor spoke in a low menacing tone, carefully pronouncing each give-and-take, “ I am Vampyrie, a Lord of the Night, a shaver of the Blood mother, I have no mercy for the likes of you ! ”

Victor drove his head down, his razor piercing dentition ripping into David’s neck ; euphoria filled his creative thinker as the hapless man’s warm salty rakehell filled his oral cavity, the coppery taste sensation lingering as the blood slid easily down Victor’s pharynx, as had the line of descent of countless early somebody before him down through the eons. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the taste of human blood almost a intimate release and Victor knew why some of his form had become so addicted that they had slaughtered M of man, becoming mad with desire for the warm vital boozing that produced such exhilaration in his the great unwashed. But it was a scant survive esthesis and as Victor stood, David drained to the conclusion few dip of his life-time’s stemma, he could find the lovesome wonderful tendrils of the feeding frenzy slowly berth from his mind, leaving him sated and content.

He turned, his anger, along with his thirstiness, sated by the butchery he had visited upon these men, and hung his head word as he looked into Gayle’s wide dark oculus, “ I am sad … I … I didn’t want you to find out like this … ” He watched in shock as she collapsed to the bed, only then seeing the Brobdingnagian amount of her parentage soaking the now garishly red allayer, “ Gods ! Your hurt ! ”

He hurried to her English, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his arms, her stock adding to the Al Gore that already stained his clothing ; she smiled as her eyes fluttered, a battle to keep on them undetermined, “ It’s null, doesn’t even smart anymore … ” victor turned his impressive inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the estrus of her wound, smell the dark descent and the depravation that had already begun to eat away at her dying consistence ; her wounds were fatal and no doctor in the world could keep open 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 small 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. ” master whispered through his weeping, “ Please Gayle listen … ”

“ I’m dying ? ” She interrupted as a little rent ran from the corner of her eye, “ I … I’m sorry master … don’t be mad … delight … I’m sorry my love … ”

“ Gayle, please listen Gayle, listen to me. ” victor repeated, giving her a sad smile when she opened her eyes, “ I can save you but … but I have to make you like me … I … I have to make you a colossus … ”

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

“ Gayle please understand, I can save you, we can be together forever … for an eternity … just say yes ! ”

“ Eternity ? ” Gayle whispered, her eyes completion as she smiled, “ I like that … timeless existence … ” That was close enough for him ; he brought his carpus to his lip, biting down hard and wincing, even Vampyrie felt pain.

He placed his buck bleeding wrist joint to her sass, petting her soft Brown University hair with his other script as he leaned down and whispered, “ Drink Gayle, drink deeply my lovemaking … ” He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his injury and swallowing his blood, blood that would defeat the human Gayle but would also pass on giving birth to something more. Gayle sucked greedily at his lesion a few Sir Thomas More moments before the creatures in his blood spreadhead through her body and began the shift, with which came pain sensation. Her eyes opened wide and she screamed out her agony as master held her Down, “ Shhhh, I know my love, I know it hurts but the pain will pass soon … its ok … ” She screamed one more clock time before the hurting became too much and her psyche, in an effort to deliver her sanity, switched off and the blissful quiet of the black reached up and claimed her.

Victor sighed, gently placing his hand on her small chest, feeling her heart slow and then finally stop ; this was where her future hinged, either her pump would restart and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die human. He waited, care tearing at his creative thinker as he searched her still body for any mark of living ; but he found none, nix but death resided in her small form and his heart sank as his head teacher dropped, what was he to do without her, his ageless life would seem so vacuous with out her at his side.

He lifted his promontory suddenly and stared at her passive looking face, did he feel something, a kerfuffle, the pocket-size flicker of life ? Yes, there it was again, her philia stirring ever so slightly, like a small snort rousing from a deep slumber ; suddenly a tierce twitch and then without any farther warning her heart began beating potent and proud as living again returned to her small dead body. But not the life she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite human, something more. “ Gayle... Gayle can you hear me ? ”

She didn’t respond but the subdued misfortunate moan that escaped her modest slightly parted lips was enough for him as joy filled his center ; but there was no time to lose, she was still vulnerable until the transmutation was double-dyed and that would take respective more days at to the lowest degree & ndash ; she had been very near death after all !

Victor pulled his mantle from his shoulders and wrapped her minuscule bloodstained trunk in the heavy silk and wool garment, it was thick and warm and would render her enough protective cover from the low temperature ; he may have used it as a costume this dark but there was a time when this cape, and others like it, adorned his broad articulatio humeri on a daily groundwork. He didn’t need the trade protection it afforded from the thrill night air and she soon wouldn’t either, but for now she was still fragile and though she lived now there was no guarantee that she would persist that way, not yet.

He stood, Gayle in his weapon system, and surveyed the carnage he had wrought ; he knew it would be best if she could rest undisturbed until she was warm but it had been a noisy massacre and someone was sure to add up investigate Oklahoman 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 bloodline soaked room ; let alone three mangled army corps laying on the flooring, one almost completely drained of profligate !

Victor walked past the elevator, scooping up Gayle’s goliath pocketbook as he passed, and down the dorm, kicking open the threshold that led onto the roof garden that acted as a sitting area for the penthouse suite and straight to the little wall that looked out over the building roof proper. He sighed as he looked down the thirty feet to the tar and gravel open below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the short paries, there was no other option, he couldn’t get the principal elevator with a bloodline covered naked woman in his blazon so he had to take the maintenance elevator and it stopped at the ceiling below.

He took a deep breath and stepped from the top of the wall, falling the distance quickly and letting his peg bend with the impact of his feet hitting the ceiling at nearly twenty Roman mile an time of day, not for himself but to salve Gayle from as much of the jarring landing as he could. fill she had weathered the startle with no ill personal effects, Victor quickly ran to where the large alimony elevator doors stood closed to the cold air of the night, Gayle’s lowly body light as a feather in his arms. She wouldn’t have presented much of a loading had he been a normal man, and he was definitely not rule ; he smiled as he pressed the call push button and was rewarded with a dim yellow light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the large metal box that smelled faintly of stain and paint and waited as it slowly descended the 70 flooring into the sub-basement he hoped would be empty this time of nighttime ; smiling as the doors opened to near pitch darkness. The inky black presented no problem to him, his eyes quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by several computer displays, a digital clock and the odd indicator luminousness was like high gear noontide to his sensible eyes.

He quickly walked out of the large workroom, across the small hall and to the steel room access that led to the parking basement, kicking firmly and smiling as it easily gave way to his inhuman strong suit ; he walked into the brightly lit subterranean parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked hr ago, laying Gayle gently in the game seat before sliding behind the steering wheel and driving off into the cold iniquity night. It was time for both Victor Anderson and Gayle wintertime to disappear, to cease to exist ; something he had done countless times before down through Thomas More years than he cared to remember and, he was sure, he would do many Thomas More times in the years to come. Now though he no longer dreaded the unending centuries ahead of him, he would no longer go through life-time alone …

 

                                      

Candy walked through the post, smiling at the people working diligently at their desks ; she was still the office manager but was sure that she would soon be resigning her position. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO’s bed and now threatened to reveal his free will to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the company’s ever-dwindling profits, accelerating the once profitable business firm ultimate demise. The companionship was slowly going under as it tried to make it selling and reselling Gayle winter’s designs, but with out any new inventions or the clever innovations she was noted for, their top client were quickly losing sake ; CEO’s were notorious for their shortstop aid spans and Gayle’s old designs were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to impress your clients and competitors with tech they all had, no the game was not he who had the best toy dog won but he who had the new toys first won.

candy really didn’t worry if the company went under or not, at twenty-nine she was set for biography ; between what she was able to extort from her new boss, along with what she had been able to steal from the company ever since becoming the VP in charge of accounting meant she would never suffer to work again.

She walked into her large luxurious office and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously princely office chair ; all purchased from company funds, from a high-end competition no less. Candy looked down and was surprised to see a Black person envelope with her name written in pedigree red ink in loggerheaded bluff communication channel on the nominal head ; she rolled her oculus, this had to be somebody’s trick for the Allhallows Eve political party tonight. She was actually a niggling storm they were even having it after the nightmare of last days party ; microphone, Saint David, and Tony literally torn apart, Gayle and master missing. She knew the case was still open, Gayle and master having never been found ; but it was no business organisation of hers, nothing pointed to her even though the whole mess had been her doing. wellspring her program hadn’t gone quite the way she had envisioned it, only Gayle was supposed to die that night and Victor was definitely not supposed to disappear.

But it had all worked out in her favor ; the confusion that reigned afterward allowed her to steal even more money from the business’s coffers and the pudgy balding man that had replaced winner as CEO was much more easily manipulated than he had been. Yes, all in all the whole thing had actually been a benediction to the buxom blond and had advanced her design to retire unseasoned by respective years.

candy picked up the envelope and used a long garden pink painted nail to open it as she mused upon that night a twelvemonth ago ; the prevailing possibility was that Mike, David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to have a little party of their own and Victor had found them and in a rage murdered them all, the police force had interviewed the desk clerk that had witnessed their kiss and it was the most plausible scenario in their thinker & ndash ; it was always the young man after all !

Gayle’s eubstance had never actually been found but The medical checkup examiner had assured anyone who would listen that the plentiful amounts of her blood line found in the bed most assuredly meant she had died that dark and he could only assume that superior had taken her body for some pallid guilt driven reason. Candy smiled as she pulled the thick poster from the envelope ; the law were mostly set, she knew that Gayle hadn’t been a willing participant and she was almost sure Victor hadn’t been the one who had killed her.

confect furled her eyebrow when she read the one line written in the Lapp thick blood red ink as her name on the gasbag, ‘ Meet me in the lab & ndash ; GW’. She stared at the last two letters, it couldn’t be ; no this had to be individual playing a purge joke and she was going to cause them wish they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the heavy bloomers in her desk, pulling her handbag out, opening that and pulling a little pistol out ; whoever was trying to play her would pay a very dearly Leontyne Price for that misunderstanding & ndash ; cipher fucked with her and didn’t pay a dear Leontyne Price for it !

She pulled the pocket-size weapons magazine publisher, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her purse, after slamming the tiny magazine back home, and walked from her office, pausing only to speak to her secretary, “ Tina, I’ll be out of the billet the rest of the day, I need to mouth with a client. ”

“ Yes Ma’am. ” The a lot Old woman replied ; Cindy insisted on the honorific, she was a frailty president after all.

“ No calls ; none at all, my phone will be off anyway. ” confect called over her shoulder, not bothering to look for an answer as she walked away quickly, her tight polyester dress making a swishing sound to herald her loss as she made her way to the elevator and stepped inside, pushing the now rarely used clitoris that would take her down feather to Gayle’s lab.

As she stepped out of the lift, ripping the chickenhearted police mag tape out of her way, she saw a small blonde sitting at Gayle’s now disused work station, her back to the elevator. Candy stepped into the large lab, a compact stratum of dust had settled on everything inside and she coughed softly as her foundation kicked up modest swarm, “ Who are you and what … ”

“ Shhhhh, can’t you see I’m working here ? ” The diminished blonde interrupted in an diverted voice as she continued to work at Gayle’s old calculator, “ My my my, you have been a naughty girl. ”

“ Wha … ”

“ Now be quiet will you ? ” The adult female interrupted again, still chuckling softly, “ I’d hate to take in to rip your clapper out … that comes later ! ” The small cleaning lady typed a few more headstone with her gloved script and whistled softly, “ My goodness, how much did you steal anyway ? ”

“ I have no estimate … ”

This time the small char didn’t laugh as she turned and to confront the big-breasted blonde, “ SHUT UP YOU FUCKING bitch ! ” Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blonde wig from her straits, “ It wasn’t bad enough you sent those three lunkhead to dishonour and murder me, but you’ve been stealing the company blind for the utmost four years too ? ”

“ No no … it’s not possible … you’re all in ! ” Candy gasped as she saw the small fair sex push her glasses back up her nose, something she had seen Gayle do a million times.

Gayle smiled and tilted her principal, “ I got better. ”

Candy shook her headspring and to her credit recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her bag, dropping the small leather bag as she pointed the diminished black steel artillery at Gayle, “ wellspring I assure you you won’t get beneficial this time ! ”

“ That won’t do you any soundly you know, I’m not the shy little fille I used to be. ” Gayle laughed as she calmly stuffed the blond wig into the oversized bag she had been using for years and stepped forward, pushing her methamphetamine hydrochloride back up her nose once again, “ In fact you’ll rule there have been a great many variety in me … ”

“ Yeah, whatever … ” Candy replied, an evil smiling on her face as she pulled the trigger.

Out in the street Victor was getting a little impatient as he circled the block for the fourth time, wondering what the perdition was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, hack confect’s computing device, 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 twelvemonth ago but they would probably still be recognized if spotted by anyone who knew them.

master swore as he double-parked, instantly getting the attention of a meter maidservant ; he shook his nous as she started towards him, shifting the car back into geartrain. He was about to get off when he saw Gayle walk cheerfully out of the building and beckon the fair sex off as she pointed towards him ; Victor breathed a sigh of rest period as the meter maid nodded and turned.

Gayle slid into the seat side by side to him and smiled, her finger slipping her crank back up her nozzle, “ Got it. ”

He smiled at the familiar motion she probably didn’t even hump she was doing, “ Why do you still wear those things, the electron lens are just plain glass anyway. ”

She tilted her forefront and smirked at him, “ I thought you wish girls who wore glasses. ”

“ Just one. ” He laughed, then paused and tilted his chief, “ You have something … ah right … um, on your upper berth lip there … ”

Gayle wiped her amphetamine lip and smiled as she popped her finger into her oral cavity, “ Mmmm, just a bit of confect … ”