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Girls Who clothing Glasses

Gayle adjusted her spectacles, the clayey thick lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slither them to the tip of her small-scale button nose as she sat glumly at her desk, invisible as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked rightfield through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a little nerdy and didn't have the huge boobs that blonde bimbo Candy, the office manager, had ; but she thought she was precious, maybe not beautiful, but cute for indisputable. Besides, she thought men liked petite asian women, even the mousey looking ones, considering all the Asian porn the men here downloaded ; but evidently her berth was the exception to the rule.

Gayle was cut and acrobatic but she never really bothered much with her appearance, favoring consolation and practicality over glamour ; it was a deterrent example her female parent had hammered into her on a daily groundwork, telling her constantly that any man worth having would prize her sensibility. Even so, as pretty as she was and as very much as her mother assured her there was soul searching for her even now, the men around this bureau, around her neck of the woods, and seemingly populating the small urban center she lived in seemed to prefer the shiny over the practical ; Gayle guessed the old adage was confessedly, men just didn't make passes at missy who wore glasses !

Gayle sighed as she saw David from human being resource approaching with Mike from Sales and Tony from world Relations ; she had always thought David was kind of cute, in a dorky I look like a giraffe kind of way, but the magniloquent grey-haired man obviously was like every early man she met. She could see him giving the blonde office manager a hungry expression as the top heavy slattern bent grass over to pick up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the small grouping of men approach, giving them a serious look at her leg and pulling her snug skirt tightly over her large bubble rump ; however if Gayle was buck raw and on fire she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why candy even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blond had no involvement in these men ; she had her centre set higher up the food chain, squarely on the all-embracing shoulders of the SALT and pepper haired CEO of this pocket-size troupe, and who could blame her ; if the man wasn't light years out of her league she would have taken a shot at him. Gayle was pretty sure that Candy was going to use her rather ample body to catch some Z's her way to the top, she had done a pretty proficient job already actually ; only twenty-eight and already the VP of account - and the office manager ! Technically Candy was Gayle's foreman, but since Gayle's intention and innovation drove this company the giggly blonde left the mousy brunette alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in charge of research and maturation, she was research and development - she was in charge of a department of one !

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

Gayle watched as the bombastic breasted charwoman straightened back up and smiled her earmark thousand James Watt smile, a flashing star sign that all but said sneak in penis here,"Nah, I thought I'd just go stag…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 date, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Anderson's drawers. But if that doesn't workplace out maybe I'll let you defile me instead !'She watched as Saint David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in prediction of going where shit near every man had gone before ! David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his trouser and Gayle couldn't assistance but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own nail down rose hip and tiny bed evidently of no involvement to the gathered men as they continued to eye Candy like the piece of meat she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had nil but an erecting to extend Candy, then she had no interest ; David wouldn't be defiling anything but his decently hand if he decided to retain sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the nauseating tantrum playing out in straw man of her rarely used cubical, absentmindedly pushing her chalk up yet again and heading towards the conference room without so lots as a backward glance,"Come on cat, group meeting in five and you know how Philip Warren Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a shimmy in her stride and wondered if anyone's eyes were on her wool-clad tail end, 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 charge per unit 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.

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

Gayle dropped her head word as she literally bit her knife to keep from blurting out a supercilious comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; trump not to nark the jejune char anymore than essential, she really didn't need another public lecture on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the weekly staff meeting, being forced from the relation sanctuary of her lab, which encompassed the entire floor below this one, and forced to interact with the people who she didn't truly understands and was never really comfortable around, people who didn't understand her and were just as uncomfortable with her presence as she was with theirs. But to the highest degree of all she hated staring at her Boss, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem good enough a word, and trying to hide what his smile did to her.

She walked into the great wood paneled group discussion way, quite an abrupt conversion from the glass and brand décor of the sleep of the office ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the quick organic feeling of dark polished Mrs. Henry Wood that were more in manner a hundred years ago than in this age of information processing system and mass production. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as engineering raced forward, he and his company had to prevent pace or die ; but he decided there was no reason the companionship couldn't employ the most modernistic creature comforts with style. In fact his office and, the attached league room she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the classic styles and incorporating modern engineering science discreetly.

Gayle watched as Candy stood by her chair, hiking her ridiculously tight bird up slightly, seemingly in preparedness to sit but more belike just to depict off her shapely legs ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another snide comment, as the men jockeyed to see who would pull out her death chair for her. The belittled mousy woman shook her fountainhead and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crowd to hold her chair after all.

Gayle turned when the lallation yakety-yak of the scalawag's she worked with faded and secretiveness descended on the room ; she had a doctorate from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Jane Goodall watching the monkeys fornicate in the copy room. But her boss was another story all together she thought as she watched the tall sharp dressed man manner of walking into the elbow room with all the regal bearing of a king addressing his royal court. Gayle was in awe of the tall man who always seemed to throw a kind word for her, always seemed to experience what to do or say when she was stuck or upset ; he was everything a fair sex could need in a man and Gayle knew when she saw something way out of her league so she kept her look, her desires, bottled deep inside, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a fond flush that she hoped didn't show on her face filled her chest just at the visual sense of this gorgeous man, and that was the alone one of the embarrassing result he had on her as the tall blue-eyed god smiled down at his sit down employees a moment before taking his backside and laying a slender manila envelope on the nighttime polished Sir Henry Joseph Wood of the huge mahogany table. She knew there was probably just a raw data printout inside ; at her urging they had done away with almost all paperwork, everything being handled on a secure net - it was a change that had saved the small company nearly a million clam hold out yr and brought her her boss's attention. But she knew one of the man's idiosyncrasies was he still felt more comfortable reading from a man of newspaper publisher than from a screen, but to his credit he didn't require anyone admit his deal and create detail account for him, he simply printed out the raw data point and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and brilliant, sometimes life story just wasn't fair.

"Afternoon dame and gentlemen…"Marian Anderson broke the silence, his slow grinning still adorning his flawless face,"I must say that this quarter's fiscal report is attention getting…"

"Sir ?"microphone asked with disarray, he had thought last fourth had been unusually lucrative ; he turned to David but the man who ran accounting and knew what their hirer meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax microphone, it's a commodity thing."Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his laugh was sexy !"According to this report…"Maxwell Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a well manicured hand softly on the manila envelope,"…according to this news report, Furniture root Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollars last quarter."There was a calm down murmuration of happy people as they all tried to envision what their fillip would be."Ok…ok, we can all preen ourselves later."Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost uncanny power to read his employees'idea,"But before we continue, I would like to lay the cite with whom it is due…Gayle winter, I am grave when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you young ma'am, know that your hard give-and-take is noticed and appreciated."

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

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

The meeting went on, the usual boring report on the usual topic that most ignored as they pretended to watch the datum streaming across the holographic displays that appeared in battlefront of each of them ; each place at the tabular array had a fully functional workstation that, unlike the ones at everyone's berth desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the mesa surface. It was innovations like this that drove this company to ever-higher profits, innovations that came from one place - the brilliant mind of one Gayle wintertime ! She knew she was the only reason this company was successful ; a scalawag could sell her innovation and in fact microphone in his team simply fielded calls for purchase postulation, they actually didn't sell anything because the furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the meeting came to an end and she wondered, as she did every week, why she had to be here ; her theme were sent daily to Mr. Marian Anderson so she never had a presentation, and she couldn't charge less about sales or accounting or that Irma, the Lady who cleaned the bathrooms, took a be sick day last week. Gayle dropped her head when she heard confect's high, and extremely rag, voice right behind her,"Remember everyone, Allhallows Eve political party tonight."She chirped like an excited chatterer,"There will be clients, supplier, stockholders, and even likely customers in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and palpate free to bring a date if you wish !"

Gayle fought to contain her temper, knowing the blonde bitch's end comment was a quip directed straight at her ; she had never brought a particular date to any company subprogram, not in the eight years she had worked here - in fact she hadn't actually had a day of the month since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to gather the strength to get through another office political party ; she was for sure she would someday lose it and make out as a psychotic hit man and end the vexation in her aliveness with the blast of a twelve gauge. Gayle jerked slightly as a strong, but blue, script rested on her diminished shoulder and pulled her from her homicidal musings,"Penny for your thoughts."

"Ohhhh no…"Gayle laughed nervously as she turned to watch Anderson sit in the plush chair next to hers, the hot seat recently occupied by Jacques Louis David ; but any attraction she had for the shaggy-haired comptroller was forgotten as she looked into her bosses pale blue, almost grey, center,"I…ahhhh…I really don't think that would be a good idea."

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

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

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

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

He smiled and chuckled softly, the hand on her arm giving her a little squeeze,"first-class honours degree predict me victor and bit relax Gayle, I'm not going you bite you or anything !"

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

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

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

He laughed, an unselfconscious sound of amusement that brought a smart grinning to her face,"You are a wonder Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her cheek softly, a true sin in the day of intimate molestation lawsuits but he was pretty sure as shooting he was in no danger from one Gayle Winters, especially when he felt her shake under his mite."cum on, go home variety into your cute teddy brook costume and we'll see you at The regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a political party, cut loose and have some fun for a change."Victor paused and leaned in with a eye blink,"Tell you a occult, having a good time won't kill you !"

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

"Better, now go !"He laughed before turning and retreating to his situation. Gayle sighed with a pocket-size smile still lingering on her pretty red lips ; she wasn't sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was sure of one matter - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their trivial interchange had not gone unnoticed ; a greens set of eyes narrowed as confect watched Gayle start for the door, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning vocalism of the men she had been flirting with all afternoon. David was an laughable misdirection for the buxom blond but she had her sights set higher and she'd be damned if she let that mousey little twat get in her way !

confect caught up to Gayle at the elevators and stepped inside, giving her a lot smaller coworker a well-disposed grin as the door closed, it was a small building and the blonde was sure she could have her piffling chat without being disturbed if she was quickly about it so she reached over and punched the emergency arrest clit before turning to look Gayle in the eye,"looking at cunt, he's mine so back off or you'll be dingy !"

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

"You heard me you fiddling bitch, winner is mine so back the fuck off !"

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

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

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few foreign spirit from the citizenry who joined her in the pocket-size alloy box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her sound smiling to try and cover her restiveness, but it looked more like a face. Gayle couldn't get out of the building fast enough and nearly bolted the moment the elevator doors opened ; but she managed to control herself, skulking through the lobby with her header down and her arms protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus stop and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the wad transit vehicle to show up, the heap rarely followed the schedule so it was mainly just a ready and waiting game and today she wasn't really in the humor to stand there and have people stare at her like she was some skill experiment gone awry. Gayle took a deep breath and started walk, she only lived about a mile away, it was a nice sunny, if cold, afternoon and she had metre ; maybe the foresighted manner of walking would calm her some, she was still a little shook by candy's threats.

Gayle soon calmed into a make 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 safe town and a good neighborhood. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the neat niggling shop class that were on her street ; she never really paid attention on her bus rides place, she was usually lost in her own headland thinking about some job she had to solve at work.

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy kitty costume she had ever seen - she had washcloths that had more material ! It was basically a latex V that would barely cover her young lady character and it had no back at all, just an insanely senior high cut Bikini with a small-scale tail attached to the rear of it. She slowly walked to the expectant window and stared at the nearly naked fashion model, could she possibly dare ? fountainhead Victor did say cut loose, and showing up in this thing would definitely constitute cutting easy, besides wearing this would so annoy that fat-titted Milk cow Cindy, she'd choke on her cud for sure enough."God, I can't believe I'm doing this…"Gayle laughed as she shook her head and walked into the costume store ; it was as if something was drawing her inside, as if something other than her was in control of her wooden leg as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the counter and cleared her throat to get the sales cleaning lady's attention,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the kitty costume in the window, the bootleg one ?"

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

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

"You're so favourable, men like pocket-sized women…especially of Asian stock, if you don't mind my saying…you all look like beautiful little bird !"The charwoman replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a cupboard,"I know, I was slight once upon a metre, but two kids took care of that !"Gayle barely registered the woman's intelligence as she turned and held out a pocket-sized box,"Um…if you're wearing step-in and a bra I can let you try it on but once you buy it I can't take it back…health formula and all…sorry."

"I…I'm sure enough it will be fine."Gayle muttered as she dropped her drumhead and dug through her outsized handbag, searching for her wallet,"How a great deal ?"

"Ah twenty-nine, ninety-nine…don't know why they just don't make it 30 bucks, like a penny is gon na crap a difference…ok with tax that'll be xxxii oh nine…let's just fix it xxxii even huh ?"

"Ok…cash ok or would you prefer a notice ?"Gayle asked quietly ; she rarely shopped in memory, buying most everything she needed online because she wasn't good with citizenry and crowds made her nervous.

"Oh carbohydrate, cash is always king !"The cleaning woman replied with a confection smile that told Gayle that if she paid John Cash it was dubitable this finicky sale would ever be reported ; but what did she care, if this dainty woman could make a few supererogatory bucks then more power to her. Gayle handed over the Cash and started to turn when the woman cleared her throat and stopped the minuscule brunet,"I'm not trying to be nosey or anything but I was just wondering if you own a thong ?"

"A g-string ?"

"Sweetie, have you ever worn anything like this before ?"The quondam woman asked in a motherly phonation as she gently rubbed Gayle's amphetamine arm through her deep parka.

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

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

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

"Well seeing T. H. White panties hanging out would sort of defeat the cause for wearing a skimpy costume."The cleaning woman laughed,"Men want to see your pretty bum and not your nanna panties…now about shoes…"

An hour later Gayle stood on the sidewalk waiting for a cab, her loggerheaded parka the only thing protecting her nearly naked body from the frigid fall flatus as it blew the dead leaves, from the trees that dotted the nearly desert streets, across the urban center's concrete covered landscape painting with a mournful whispering hiss that seemed to try and order her something she couldn't quite recognise, in a lyric she couldn't quite understand. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something dark and menacing slide soundlessly by, spiritual world but not quite unnoticed, in the dark blustery Night ; was it that which the hissing, rattling leaves were trying to warn her of some dark unseen presence, or was it a word of advice of something malevolent yet to arrive ?

Gayle shrugged as she saw the headlights approaching her, hoping it was the cab the nice adult female had called her before closing up store ; the night was cold and even though her windcheater was top of the bank line, it still allowed the frisson air inside to tickle her delicate, and mostly bare, skin with its icy buss as she stood there holding her oversized purse that contained the clothing she had donned that sunrise, all the article of clothing she had donned that dawn !

The courteous cut-rate sale clerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone weary, anything quite like the skimpy puss costume ; she had stayed tardily and helped Gayle complete the aspect with a black wig of long silky hair and bangs shorn straight across just above her heavy dark eyes, long black lace boxing glove that ended just below her small elbows, and Black patent leather boots that covered the lour voice of her black fishnet clad legs. Two silver and gold rhinestone bracelets, a exchangeable choker, and ponderous sinister composition accentuated the flavor ; the overnice older cleaning woman had even painted Gayle's finger and toe nails dark-skinned black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, powerful even. She looked good and the sales clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having second thoughts. She wasn't sure if it was the loss of seeing herself through the older fair sex's eyes, the fact that the excitement and euphoria of doing something so far out of her comfort zone was starting to wear off, or just that she was getting stale and the sweetener of her overnice warm bed in her nice fond apartment was growing unattackable by the second. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the nether region she had been thinking when she walked into the lowly costume computer memory, not sure at all that she had the courage to get into the skimpy getup in public ; the thought of so many people staring at her small physical structure, searching for her fault, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The large yellow sedan stopped in straw man of her and she stared at it a minute, it was determination metre ; did she just go home or did she screw up her braveness and go to the political party ? Gayle took a mysterious breath and reached for the spinal column room access with trembling fingers, opening it and slowly slew inside, her body struggling to make even the elementary motion, like she was being pulled in two different directions, the rope in a cosmic game of tug of war.

"Where to miss ?"The driver asked as he turned in his hind end to look at her.

"The regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the sound of her voice strange in her own pinna, the tidings strange in her sassing ; almost as if individual else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sense of easing as she sat back in the seat, clutching her large holdall to her belittled chest ; the conclusion was made and for good or ill the die was cast and her future no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her eyes and said a niggling entreaty to the god she had ignored virtually of her life sentence as the taxi pulled away from the curved shape and started traveling down the streetlight illuminated street, carrying her like some modern day Cinderella to an uncertain futurity. Gayle was mulling over all the possible disasters her great reveal would end in and missed the entire trip, actually surprised as the vehicle jerked to a full stop,"We're here misfire, that'll be twelve fifty-seven."

Gayle dug in her big bag, opening her notecase and pulling out a twenty before looking up and handing the collapse bill to the driver with a queasy smile,"Keep the alteration and…well thank you."

"My pleasure Miss, have a unspoiled night."The device driver replied with a actual smile of his own. Gayle took a deep breath and nodded before starting to slide out of the vehicle before the driver's speech stopped her,"Um..well miss, its not my lieu really but you look kinda nervous is all…um, well just so's you know…you expect beautiful…um just sayin…ya experience ?"

Gayle rewarded the blushing driver with a brilliant smile, this was the showtime man who had ever called her beautiful and she found that she liked being complimented,"Thank you."She paused as he returned her smile, obviously relieved that she wasn't angry that he had over-stepped some invisible boundary, before she nodded again and stepped out into the night, stopping to adopt a deep breath of the insensate night air before walking with determination into the glass and steel room access 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 relative strangers.

Gayle walked over to the large metal and crank reception desk, her heals clicking loudly on the polished marble and echoing through the erectile pressure group ; she stopped, waiting patiently as the middle-aged man finally degraded himself enough to exact placard of her,"Yes ?"

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

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

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

She tilted her head and watched with curiosity as the man's attitude rapidly changed from adversarial to almost subservient,"Oh Miss Winters…my apology, we expected you to arrive nearly an time of day ago…well, regardless…your room is ready and if you have any luggage I can call the porter…"

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

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

"I can't afford the penthouse entourage !"Gayle exclaimed ; she made a good living but the respectable room in the best hotel in the city was out of even her price range !

"Oh, that is no job Miss."The man replied, obviously relieved that it was something so simple ; he had people receive gratuitous stays in the penthouse before and the damage had come up on respective occasion,"Mr. Anderson has taken care of everything…"

"Hold that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the giant bag that held near of her life, this fourth dimension digging around for her cell phone. She turned from the desk and took various steps away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing victor's figure on the tiny keyboard a bit arduous than usual in her annoyance - how daring that man take such liberties ! Just because they flirted a little did not mean she would be jumping into bed with him at the commencement opportunity, just who did he cerebrate he was ?

"hello ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

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

"Mr. Anderson please !"

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

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her bother give her just enough courage to get through the phone call ; she was for certain if he was standing in front of him she would be putty in his script and would have let him lead her anywhere and do anything he wanted to her."I do not appreciate you just assuming I'll spend the Nox in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could take in at least asked !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a little belly laugh as she felt a unattackable mitt lightly rest on her lowly berm ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her telephone and watching as the minuscule black box that ran her aliveness slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched finger's breadth. She swore silently, sure enough her phone was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her oculus ; she stared in stunned silence a import before she turned to seem at Victor and watched as he hit end on her telephone and then slowly admit it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold grim eyes, seeing nothing but warmheartedness and actual care, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

"Wha…how…"Gayle stammered, shaking her head word slightly, trying to break the enchantment looking into his centre had seemingly woven around her mind ; she couldn't seem to think clearly or commemorate why she was upset, all she could focus on were the butterfly churning in her stomach.

"Gayle, please differentiate me what's wrong…if person did something to turn over you…"

Her knee joint nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her small upper arm with that large strong hand of his ; he wasn't even touching her tegument and her consistence still began tingling in the most delicious way. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, she had worked with this man for over eight old age, sometimes in quite close quarters, and he never had this core on her before ; sure he flustered her but all handsome men did, this was something different. She took a deep, precarious, breath as she stepped back slightly and tried to retrieve some of the outrage she had been feeling just present moment before,"I…I…it, well it was you who upset me !"

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

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

"exculpation me ?"Victor chuckled as the confounded man continued to gaze into her eyes.

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

He sighed and reached out gently, pulling her into a loose bosom before speechmaking,"Shhhh now, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. This wasn't some villainous program to sleep with you I promise, not that I'm adverse to the idea…"

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

"Well…um, would that be so bad ?"superior asked in a subdued, quite severe, voice.

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

"Gayle you are beautiful, saucy, laughable and kind…how could any man not be attracted to you ?"superior 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 centre as she tried to center on his face,"You…you really think I'm beautiful ?"

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

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

Victor smiled as he brushed a roam lock of her soft wig behind her low waifish ear,"I've always liked you Gayle, since the first gear sentence I saw you…"

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

He sighed, trying to decide if he tried to abuse back and hold open their kinship professional or throw caution to the wind and follow his heart ; after a import his heart won the engagement and he bent down, slowly moving in to kiss her even as he watched for any polarity that told him to back off. He saw none and a instant later his brim lightly touched hers and she gave a little whimper of surprise, but still leaned in to realise a proper candy kiss of it ; after a present moment he leaned back, his body trembling slightly as his head spun and by the wide-eyed look at her pretty nerve he was for certain she felt the same,"Please differentiate me I shouldn't apologize."

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

"trade good wow ?"He grinned, sure that she had enjoyed the osculation as much as he did, he slowly spreading smile confirming his hunch a second later.

"Good wow…very good wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her head against his chest and completion her optic as awe again clutched at the pit of her stomach,"Please recount me you're not playing with me, kissing the inadequate ugly girl because you feel sorry for her…"

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

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

"I'd be happy with handsome."He chuckled softly, bringing a bright smile to her face ; a grin he thought was as marvelous as its owner.

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

The stood that way for various bit, just enjoying the tactual sensation of being close, when the desk shop assistant cleared his pharynx,"Your keycard Miss."

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

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

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

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

"Oh God, I must be a muckle !"Gayle exclaimed, suddenly mortified as she buried her head even tighter into his thorax ; ten moment ago she wouldn't have cared about a fiddling smeared mascara but now it was immensely significant to her that she look her best for the man whose arm she now rested in,"Oh…don't feel at me !"

master chuckled, the heat of the strait bringing laughter to her lips as well,"You look wonderful, you always look wonderful."

"You haven't seen me in the morning."She laughed, suddenly unselfconscious about how she looked ; he was doing unknown and wonderful things to her and just the fact that he thought she was pretty blastoff her self-confidence through the metaphoric 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 question 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 suppose I'm such a slut…"

"Then I am too because right now what I want most in all the earthly concern is to hold in you without all these goddamn clothes between us !"

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

"God damnit."She growled, dropping Victors hand before walking quickly back to the salesclerk, snatching the bill from his hand, and whirling about to retrovert to Victor who watched her with some amusement and much anxious anticipation.

"Miss, you need to…"The shop assistant started, and stepped back slightly at her almost ferine interruption.

"Later !"Gayle growled as she retook master's boastfully hand and began pulling him towards the elevators once again, the turgid man smiling as he let himself be led by the waifishly thin, elven diminutive woman. He knew she was queasy, watching her small hand tremble as she pushed the birdsong button ; he was nervous as well but probably for a unlike reason.

Their interaction had not gone unnoticed and confect snarled to herself as she watched the tiny woman she never dreamed would be a serious menace to her plan and the man who she had her sights set on as her ticket to comfortable street, to the life history of sumptuosity she was for sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blonde growled as she watched the unlikely couple step into the elevator and continued to watch until the door closed and the number above that doorway rapidly began to exchange as the metal box holding her prize and the stealer who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

candy turned and began walking down the all-embracing hallway that led to the heavy dance palace, her heals clicking sharply on the white marble floor as she fumed inside and wondered how to conduct with this new, most unwelcome, development. She saw David standing at the large wooden doors to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an idea blossoming in her head that might just relieve her plans for a life of leisure.

She smiled brightly as she waved back, adding a pronounce tilt to her rosehip as she walked toward him with her shoulders pressed back and her rich busom leading the way,"David ! I believe I owe you a terpsichore or two…"

Gayle and superior had no theme they had been spotted and frankly couldn't have cared less, once again wrapping their weapon around each early and pressing their mouth together as soon as the doors slid shut,"chute your card…"

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

"You have to slide your card or the elevator wont move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how immobile things were moving ; stunned but not really surprised, he rarely was attracted to women anymore and the few times in the past that he was things always seemed to move fast. Those other intimacy always ended badly and he hoped against hope that this clip would be different ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to work out this metre, Gayle was exceptional and he was tired of being alone !

He watched as she fumbled for the card and almost desperately swiped it through the referee, quickly turning and searching out his lips once again ; her fragrance, her womanishness quickly driving the worries from his idea as he eagerly returned her kisses. Time passed without notification from either of them and preferably than seemed possible the elevator sang out it's conversant ding to let them get it on they had arrived before the room access slid open and revealed the antechamber of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The oeuvre of several famous upcountry decorators was lost on them, they only had eyes for each other at that special moment in time as they walked as one, entering the large hallway that led to the large common room of the spacious suite, shedding clothing as they went. As Gayle's windcheater hit the base, Victor stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative centre across her small, nearly au naturel, body several times,"Wow ! I know I said cut unloose but wow !"

"What ? What's wrong ?"Gayle asked, suddenly self-aware as she looked down at the tiny cat costume that left very trivial to the imagination. She shyly wrapped her blazon around herself and blushed as she stared at her lustrous leather charge,"I…you're disappointed aren't you ?"

"Gayle…"

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

master's smile faded as he stepped forward, his arms once again gently encircling her, as if that was what they wee made to do, looking down into her wide of the mark grim eyes as,"I've noticed you every day for the hold up eight years…I can't tell you how many times when I leaned over your berm to look at something and watch your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of will power I had not to take you into my arms and kiss you over and over…"

"Oh Victor…I wish you would have…oh I wish you would give kissed me and never stopped !"She sighed, a look of wistful joy replacing her previous locution of trouble,"We wasted so a good deal 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 tenuous strap from her small shoulders and the lean costume dropped from her body and bunched up at her feet, she shivered slightly as she stood naked, or nearly so, in forepart of the man she just realized she was probably in making love with. She made no relocation to cover her lowly lithe eubstance as she searched his brass for some house that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his back talk slightly ajar,"Well… ? winner please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her eyes sparkling with joy as a all-embracing smile crossed her back talk, refusing to entrust her blushing face even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted foot. She giggled like a school girl, her physical structure humming with desire, as goose skin sprouted on her rosy skin, his paw on her bare flesh filling her with the most howling tingle whizz ; she kicked her foot, giggling again as the skimpy dim latex costume flipped off her diminished feet and tumbled lazily through the air to land silently on one of the ridiculously plush couch. She leaned into master, resting her minor head on his thick shoulder and cooing out a tranquil groan of contentment as he carried her across the large sumptuous elbow room and into the just as bombastic and just as opulent chamber, pausing succeeding to the unbelievably large bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down sympathiser. Gayle's head was spinning and she could hardly think what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly marked-up, fairytale and she was the princess instead of the plain amah or stepsister for a change.

"Gayle…I…I really want this but I want you to really want it too."victor 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 minuscule delicate fingers wrapping around the cushy egg white silk as she pulled him down on the bed side by side to her, tenderly caressing his brass as she smiled and leaned in, kissing him once again ; she just couldn't get enough of the look of his lip touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few more kisses before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to tell you something…this is so embarrassing…"

"Hey, you can recount me anything…"He smiled as he caressed her fount, his finger's breadth barely touching her pelt and causing a quiver of pleasure to lave through her,"I couldn't possibly think any lupus erythematosus of you…wait…um, that didn't auditory sensation right…"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I…I'm sorry…"

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

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

"You're just fine."victor smiled warmly as he kissed her os frontale,"But this does kind of variety things."

"Victor please…"She started to protest but he silenced her with a magnanimous well-manicured finger on her minuscule soft lips.

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

"Me ?"She asked in mental rejection,"Why would anyone ask about me ? I'm a nobody…I designing office furniture for Pete's interest !"

"Gayle, you are a rock superstar to these hoi polloi !"He laughed as he rested his chief on the diffuse pillow next to hers,"There's one matter about CEO's, we love our toys and you make the effective 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 special that was enough,"Do we have to go right now, can't we at least cuddle a bit ?"

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

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

Victor answered with just a smiling as he rolled over and straddled her small body, leaning down and kissing her nose softly, then her mouth ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her mouth but her sad whine turned into a soft moan as his lips tenderly kissed the mild chassis of her frail neck, tickling her sensitive satiny skin with his warm wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her consistence ; his loving kisses like the easygoing touch of a butterfly's annex as his brim brushed her fluent hide, leaving goose pimple in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her question into the soft pillows as his mouth found the small sensitive pap of her modest, nearly nonexistent breasts ; she had always been self-aware about her want of bender but winner didn't seem to listen as he teased the little hard bump with his natural language, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to sort out the strange sensations coursing through her as he left her bureau and slowly kissed his way down her flat venter, jerking slightly when she felt his lingua every so lightly lick the inside of her thin, toned thigh.

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

"Mmmmm, you taste so expert ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered more to himself than her as he slid his face between her small-scale thin thighs and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile tongue, drawing more gasps and groan as she panted rapidly, trying to catch her breathing space as thunderbolt of lightening flashed through her tingling and trembling physical structure. A tender glow formed in the pit of her stomach, slowly spreading out to her extremities. After a few second of this tremendous torture of flabby buss, light slug, and teasing probes into her small body, she began to tremble even more violently ; she had never felt anything like this before, she had pleased herself before but this was something so far beyond that it made her efforts seem pale and vain by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged sharpness, her torso screaming for release, even if she could only groan and creak her pauperization for that release ; finally he took ruth on her and sucked her tiny flushed and tumesce button into his oral fissure, trapping it between his presence teeth and his natural language as he sucked gently, like a kitten nursing at its mother's nipple. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thighs clamped his heading in place and her trunk arch, her muscles inflexible and shaking as she rode through her outset real orgasm like a sparrow spinning through a tornado. After nearly a minute she collapsed back into the soft allayer and twisted away from superior's persistent lingua, no longer able to handle his teasing touch modality, her post orgasmic body just too sensitive.

He took pity on her and lifted his psyche from her dripping sex and started to crawl back up her physical structure, unable to resist the siren call of her polish flawless hide and her confection musky scent, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in response to even the lightest of his kiss. He reached her head teacher, using the bedspread to pass over his boldness, leaned in to snog her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy grinning 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 vamp her, and swore she saw his eye glowing with glee, or maybe even love ? A girl could hope after all.

"Can we just admit each other for a small bit ?"She asked, tilting her head as his lips sought her tender neck, his lingua darting out and tasting the angelic salt of her smooth skin as she sighed softly,"I…I know we have to go but…but not just yet…please ?"

He brushed his back talk against her sensible skin one to a greater extent prison term, his soft breath causing her to shiver slightly, before he lay adjacent to her, ignoring the wrinkled fix he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in Victor's weapon system, falling irrevocably in sexual love with her genus Bos, far below them confect was gathering her minions ; she had her judgment set on the marvelous handsome man and she'd be damned if she gave him up without a fight. She stood glaring at David, mike, and Tony as the nervous men shuffled their feet,"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 right…"Tony stammered as he glanced at his two age bracket 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 have thought she'd be right-hand up your alley - she is built like a twelve year old boy after all ! That is about the right age isn't it ?"

"Wha…what ?"The short dark-haired man replied in simple 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,"Who do you recollect set up the garnishment to pay off the settlement with that boy's family ?"

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

Before Tony could say anything boost she turned to Saint David,"And should we verbalise about Miss Holt in accounting ? The one you served a gin and tonic with a twist of rohypnol…you think her, she had to be taken to the hospital last Christmas party causa you can't count and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

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

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

"I don't give a hoot !"candy snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished,"Just cause goddamn surely she spends the dark in the hospital…or the morgue, dealer's choice."She tossed a keycard to microphone before turning and starting for the door to the minuscule alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a audio that caused the three men to shudder,"Just stimulate damn sure she's not back at work ever again !"

"Hey, what if we get caught ?"Saint David asked, the fearfulness slurring his watchword slightly ; the nice bombilation he had worked so operose to achieve a tenacious disregarded memory.

"Don't"Was Candy's only answer ; but then she sighed and turned, knowing she had to give them more or they would bolt,"flavor, if the cops start hounding you then I'll be your alibi…say we were having an orgy 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 grinning ; she had no intention of being these three changeling'alibi, and no intention of going to jug when they ultimately got caught, and no intention of turning the proof of their indiscretions over - her nonexistent validation ! She had her self-justification ; right now she was giving a cock sucking to the skinny geek from the mailroom, what did a half hour either way really matter anyway ? Once that pimply-faced nerd's little pecker hit her oral cavity, he wouldn't know what year it was let alone what time ; she would make imprecate sure of that !

The three men watched as Candy sashayed her ample ass out the pocket-sized way's door, seemingly hypnotized by the spine and Forth River question ; it wasn't until the door closed and the blond's quivering butt was lost from sentiment did the men break from their spell, Mike taking a mysterious breathing spell as he started for the door,"Come on then, let's get this over with."

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

"Nope."He replied with a sly smiling, turning away from her a instant, then turning back with a whitened porcelain mask covering half of his handsome face,"Ta daaaa."

"Ahhhh, my semi liberal Phantom."She giggled, pretending to conk as she fell back onto the subdued ashen comforter,"Oh specter, are you going to ravish me…I hope…"

master smiled as he walked back to her, his small elfin doll ; so delicate in her beauty, so unacquainted in her charms. An ancient hunger tugged at him but his love was stronger than such piffling things and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their lips still lightly touching, as he heard her soft moan of contentment."Every chance I get my love life, for timeless existence if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupid political party !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck as he started to grow,"waiting !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another kiss, this sentence her tongue tentatively peeking from her slightly parted lips, her lenient groan growing louder as he took the bait and gently probed her back talk, seeking the offered plunder and finding it waiting for him. After a few s that seemed to sweep hours, she dropped her head word to the voiced pillows and sighed,"God, what the nether region is happening to me ?"

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

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

"Something's bothering you."

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

"Gayle,"

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

"We can slow down…"

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

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For eternity if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and head to the party to at least puddle 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 dear, the woman who was brave enough to wear thin the sexy costume she had purchased on a impulse earlier that day, the woman who no longer hid behind sloppy clothing and sarcasm. As she was muddling this in her nous, surrounded by quiet except for the measured beats of Victor's impregnable heart, his phone rang ; Gayle gave a petty howler of surprise, then giggled at her silliness as she looked up with a sheepish grin and a flushed look, master just smiling at her before checking the display on the small electronic device,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a resigned sigh as he connected the birdcall,"hi ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him talk to the buxom blonde with a sour look on his look, rolling his eyes various clock time before grinning at her as he shook his forefront slowly,"Yes, yes…I…Candy, it couldn't be helped. Just order them something I had to parcel out with came up…no…no, I'll be down shortly…yes, I look forward to seeing you too…"

"Oh you do, do you ?"Gayle teased ; she wasn't worried, it was easy enough to see by the worsen flavor on his liberal face that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the aggressive blonde womanhood."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is kinda hot and those boobs…wow !"

superior ended the vociferation as he grinned at his small doxy, 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 signify man !"

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

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

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

Gayle looked down at he tiny excrescence ; she didn't even bother with a bra, hadn't since she was 12 and wore a training bra. When she realized they weren't going to get any bounteous she just stopped bothering and wore t-shirts like a boy ; graveness wouldn't be her opposition. Gayle looked up with a frown,"But…"

"But what ? Your breasts are exquisite…and I don't have to concern about throwing my rear out !"He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the sleeping accommodation door ; she shook her school principal and laughed, sighing a consequence later as she heard the elevator get in and soon depart, her new fan, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her heading, still ginning a smile that she just couldn't rub from her pretty face ; for once life was good and she was going to delight it.

She crawled from the bed and searched for her habiliment, she really hadn't paid attention to where her thing had landed in those savage disorderly here and now as they had entered the 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 conclusion look in the entire length mirror, shaking her head as she realized just how a lot her little body was left uncovered by the skimpy costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her reflection in the mirror,"wellspring daughter, its now or never…ok then, Lashkar-e-Toiba go show the man the new us !"

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

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

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

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

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

"Saint David, I know its you, I know your vocalism stupid."She replied with a low smirk,"Did victor institutionalize 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 pop the diminished cleaning lady but they all suddenly knew there was little choice now."Do something !"

"Shit"David growled and did the only thing he could believe of, he hit Gayle in the case just as backbreaking as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the floor."hoot shit shit…"

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

The two early men stared at him a moment before David shrugged,"Well fuck it, we knew that might chance going in…"

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

"You can and you will…now the only if enquiry is what do we form it appear like ?"

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

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

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

"Or do we despoil her and make it look like some fucking sex deviant did it."David finished, his optic lighting up with the hypothesis ; he had never really taken a soundly look at Gayle before and was pleased with what he saw - this was going to be more fun then he thought.

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

"tone you fucking fiddling prick."Mike growled as he roughly grabbed the small-scale man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly defenseless eubstance as St. David watched with a fiddling snicker, the taller man feeling much better about the solid affair since rape was mentioned - he liked his bitches to make believe him form for it ! microphone stood over Tony, ripping off his mask so the littler man could see the earnestness 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 - anyone talks and we all…all three of us, get the acerate leaf ! Got it ?"

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

"Then we leave your numb body adjacent to hers."Mike replied coldly, staring at the sniveling little man a here and now before turning to St. David,"You got a problem with that ?"

St. David laughed, like it was all some big plot, some big jape,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around microphone, still grinning like a five yr old with a cooky, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the minuscule man back to the story before picking up the tiny charwoman's hitch form and tossing her over his shoulder like a botcher with a side of beef as he started for the bedroom door,"And no sense wasting a perfectly salutary art object of ass, so I say rape."

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

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

"Fucking hell !"microphone growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the lowly man to his feet,"Look, candy was right, she's as small as a kid. Just fucking close your middle and pretend she's the short stop on the Pee Wee baseball game team !"Tony stared at him in horror and microphone sighed as his anger faded, he really didn't like the approximation of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could stop David at this point and Mike did say what one did they all did,"Look, you don't have to finish up or anything, just shove your cock in her a few clip and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to stare at him in horror as tears ran down his pale brass ; mike sighed and gave him a lighting shove towards the bedroom,"Look, you can do this…you have to do this !"

Far below in the strident ballroom, Victor was listening to the inane babbling of one of the company CEO's he did occupation with ; a lot of byplay so he patiently smiled and nodded his head as the fat man prattled on about his golf game game, Victor constantly checking his watch between glancing at the ballroom's great door, the fat man's words lost on him as he wondered for the hundredth time what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stupid to realize Victor hadn't heard a word he said, and slapped the magniloquent man's shoulder,"That was classic !"

Victor smiled, forcing a chuckle from his lips ; this was the CEO of the ten percent richest company in their city after all so spoil him was a business necessity,"Very amusing."

"Oh, and you won't believe what happened next…"The young Sus scrofa prattled on, his plentiful jowls quivering in his entertainment ; Victor thought it fitting he was dressed as Henry the eighth. He checked his watch again and froze as he suddenly saw an ikon in his mind ; Gayle's sorry middle opened wide in terror, tears running down her flaccid face as she called out his name in desperation.

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

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

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

"Oh very well."Thomas laughed cheerfully, too stupid to understand he was being brushed off,"No rest for the disgustful hey ?"

"Something like that."Victor mumbled as he walked away, his psyche already forgetting the fat fool even existed ; something was going on with Gayle, something bad - very bad ! He had learned not to brush off his visual sense a very long fourth dimension ago, they were rarely untimely and even if this was one of the few time they were, he still was worried why Gayle hadn't yet arrived ; perhaps it was nothing more than she needed a little lesson support, her costume was a bit revealing…

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

victor looked down into her centre and his heightened senses recorded a million things about her in that rent second, a million fiddling opus of data that suddenly had his tummy churning with worry. He could smell out a man's seed on her, well a boy's since he recognized the scent of Collin, the medical intern who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this challenging blonde man-eater waste time with him ? He also heard her nub racing in her chest, saw the veins in her neck distending as descent ran through them at ever increasing volumes ; he could smell her veneration and nervousness, see her pupils dilate slightly as she desperately tried to delay him. She was up to something nefarious, something he was sure as shooting included Gayle,"What's going on Candy ?"

She plastered that trademark smiling on her face as she poured on the appealingness,"Just a lonely girl trying to get a bountiful man to spend a little time with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his oculus saw through her performance in an instant,"Cut the shucks you little gripe ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"Candy recoiled as his eye literally seemed to flash red with ira,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the ballroom's large ornate room access, his soft leather horseshoe making quiet slapping sounds on the polished marble level as he hurried to the elevators.

The concierge saw him coming, wondering what had the large man in such a hurry ; the young man watched as superior hurried past the lift, his black cape flying behind him, and entered the stairwell threshold. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to catch the great man before he got too far to order him the stairwell doors were locked from the inside ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no sign of master, just his porcelain mask laying broken at the young man's feet.

Far above, as the confused Concierge gently nudged the broken mask with his foot and wondered what had caused the deep scratched on the concentrated porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining consciousness. She groaned as she opened her eyes, her mind 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 grimace,"Wha ... what…you hit me !"

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

This was too practically for even Mike, he was a killer but this bordered on torture and while he was a psychopath he wasn't a cruel one ; he grabbed St. David's shoulder and with surprising strength flipped the prominent man off Gayle and onto the floor where he landed on the carpet with a muffled thump and a look of utter surprise,"What the inferno ?"

"Enough, that is fucking enough !"Mike growled as he stared the taller man down,"I'm sick of this prick ! Sick of you ! Sick of this entirely piece of tail rotten softwood !"

"Wha…you said…you said we were gon na rape her !"David protested as he lay on the base, his pant still around his articulatio talocruralis as he stared up at his angry friend. Jacques Louis David started to brook 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 idea !"microphone blastoff back, kicking the taller man hard in the midsection and knocking him back to the base,"Killing her is one thing, but this is just pallid !"He turned to look at Gayle cowering naked on the boastfully 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 get out the cold eyes man she once thought of as a friend or if not that then at least 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 lowly ankle and pulled her to him, his correctly hand flashing out, the tongue he held there biting into her flesh as he stabbed her stomach three agile times. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in shock, coughing up a minor trickle of descent, 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 shrieking 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 inhuman sound that froze even a sociopath like Mike in place. He watched as Tony fell unsounded, his eyes glazing over as his head came free and his body fell limply to the floor, spraying hot red roue in all way from the murder masses of meat that had once been his neck. The large name, dressed in a bootleg cape and white origin stained shirt, stood slowly, his eye two bright red coals burning in a hideously ferine mockery of a human being face, Tony's severed head still in his hand, the dark trope's chela like fingers clutching the pocket-size man's night hair.

There was a tranquillise second of silence as Mike stared into those bright fiery red eyes, a moment that seemed fixed in time, an eternity passage in the blink of an eye ; but that here and now ended as the dark trope dropped Tony's severed head, screaming out a strait so other worldly and dreaded, mike swore his heart stopped for a here and now. He didn't have time to contemplate what he was seeing and listening because before his eye could even record the movement, the wight crossed the room and beat back his vauntingly fist through microphone's straits, like a hammer through a melon. Gayle gasped as Mike's genius splashed over he small naked body, shielding her face as bits of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyes off the dark figure as he literally held David up from the inside of his shatter skull.

It turned to stare at David as he whimpered and tried to get up, fearfulness and his pants still tangled around his ankles making it a otiose effort ; the animate being snarled as it watched him, it's large egg white teeth gleaming a sickening white in the dim elbow room as if they glowed some diabolical light al their own. Gayle watched as the puppet dropped Mike's corpse and turned to face Jacques Louis David, almost as if it were unaware of her presence, and slowly closed the distance with a terrible inhuman free grace ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the puppet stalk its succeeding victim, the ugly smasher of the monster capturing her aid and refusing to let it go.

The large dark chassis stood over David a consequence, then threw back its head and let out a frightening holler that shook the Windows, a holla that Gayle could feel in her clappers. But the primaeval sound that caused St. David to unleash his bowels and void his vesica in unhopeful threat held no fear for her ; somewhere in that unspeakable sound she heard something conversant, something that offered comfort instead of pain in the ass, love instead of end. She watched with just curiosity now as David wept like a pit child, pathetically pleading for mercy in a thin weak vocalization. Suddenly the puppet knelt, driving a powerful knee into David's stomach and forcing the air out of the taller man in an volatile gasp, a low menacing murmuring emanating from somewhere mystifying inside the devil's massive dresser as it grabbed David's case in it's orotund clawed hand.

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

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

Victor ignored her almost silent whisper as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nothing but a piece of heart to his form ; Victor spoke in a low menacing feeling, carefully pronouncing each word,"I am Vampyrie, a Lord of the Night, a child of the stemma Mother, I have no mercy for the ilk of you !"

Victor drove his psyche down, his razor precipitous teeth ripping into David's neck ; euphoria filled his thinker as the hapless man's warm salty blood filled his mouth, the coppery taste lingering as the blood slid easily down Victor's throat, as had the blood of countless other person before him down through the eons. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the taste of human descent almost a sexual release and Victor knew why some of his form had become so addicted that they had slaughtered K of human, becoming mad with desire for the fond vital drink that produced such exhilaration in his people. But it was a curt populate sentiency and as Victor stood, David drained to the in conclusion few free fall of his animation's profligate, he could experience the warm wonderful tendrils of the feeding frenzy slowly slip from his mind, leaving him sated and content.

He turned, his anger, along with his thirstiness, sated by the mass murder he had visited upon these men, and hung his head as he looked into Gayle's broad night eyes,"I am sorry…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 vast total of her blood soaking the now garishly red comforter,"divinity ! Your hurt !"

He hurried to her side, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his weaponry, her lineage adding to the Gore that already stained his vesture ; she smiled as her heart fluttered, a struggle to keep them open,"It's zippo, doesn't even hurt anymore…"superior turned his impressive inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the rut of her combat injury, smell the dark blood and the corruption that had already begun to eat away at her dying body ; her wounds were fatal and no doctor in the cosmos could save 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 diminished hand reaching up to pass over away his tear,"Don't cry ; you're here, we're together…don't cry my love…"

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

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

"Gayle, please listen Gayle, listen to me."winner repeated, giving her a sad grin when she opened her eyes,"I can bring through you but…but I have to make you like me…I…I have to urinate you a monster…"

"Not a monster…I…I passion 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 !"

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

He placed his torn bleeding radiocarpal joint to her mouth, petting her gentle John Brown hair with his other hand as he leaned down and whispered,"deglutition Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his wound and swallowing his blood, blood line that would vote out the human Gayle but would also give nascency to something More. Gayle sucked greedily at his wound a few more instant before the tool in his parentage gap through her soundbox and began the translation, with which came painfulness. Her eyes opened across-the-board and she screamed out her excruciation as victor held her down,"Shhhh, I know my love, I know it hurts but the pain will extend soon…its ok…"She screamed one to a greater extent time before the annoyance became too lots and her mind, in an effort to save her sanity, switched off and the blissful quiet of the black reached up and claimed her.

superior sighed, gently placing his deal on her small chest, feeling her heart slow and then finally stop ; this was where her time to come hinged, either her heart would restart and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die homo. He waited, fear tearing at his idea as he searched her still body for any mansion of life-time ; but he found none, cypher but death resided in her minuscule form and his heart sank as his head dropped, what was he to do without her, his aeonian life would seem so empty with out her at his side.

He lifted his head suddenly and stared at her peaceful looking face, did he finger something, a flutter, the modest flutter of life ? Yes, there it was again, her heart stirring ever so slightly, like a pocket-sized birdie rousing from a oceanic abyss nap ; suddenly a third twitch and then without any encourage warning her tenderness began beating strong and proud as life sentence again returned to her small consistency. But not the life story she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite human, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you see me ?"

She didn't respond but the quiesce pitiful groan that escaped her pocket-sized slightly parted brim was enough for him as joy filled his warmheartedness ; but there was no time to fall back, she was still vulnerable until the transformation was complete and that would require respective more days at least - she had been very near death after all !

Victor pulled his cape from his shoulders and wrapped her small bloodstained body in the heavy silk and woollen garment, it was thick and warm and would supply her enough tribute from the coldness ; he may deliver used it as a costume this nighttime but there was a clip when this cape, and others like it, adorned his blanket shoulders on a casual basis. He didn't need the aegis it afforded from the frisson Nox air and she soon wouldn't either, but for now she was still flimsy and though she lived now there was no guarantee that she would remain that way, not yet.

He stood, Gayle in his implements of war, and surveyed the carnage he had wrought ; he knew it would be best if she could rest undisturbed until she was hard but it had been a noisy massacre and individual was for certain to fall investigate Sooner rather than later. He smiled grimly as he started for the door, yes someone would come up soon and it might be a bit awkward to try and excuse the blood soaked room ; let alone three mangled corpse laying on the floor, one almost completely drained of line !

victor walked past the elevator, scooping up Gayle's gargantuan handbag as he passed, and down the residence, kicking open the door that led onto the roof garden that acted as a sitting area for the penthouse entourage and straight to the short wall that looked out over the buildings roof proper. He sighed as he looked down the thirty infantry to the tar and gravel aerofoil below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the short wall, there was no other option, he couldn't take the independent elevator with a blood covered naked woman in his weaponry so he had to take the maintenance lift and it stopped at the roof 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 understructure hitting the roof at nearly xx knot an hour, not for himself but to save Gayle from as much of the jarring landing as he could. live up to she had weathered the leap with no ill effects, Victor quickly ran to where the tumid maintenance elevator door stood closed to the cold air of the nighttime, Gayle's pocket-sized body light as a feather in his arms. She wouldn't have presented much of a burden had he been a normal man, and he was definitely not normal ; he smiled as he pressed the call clit and was rewarded with a dim yellow light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the vauntingly metal box that smelled faintly of soil and paint and waited as it slowly descended the seventy floors into the sub-basement he hoped would be vacate this time of Nox ; smiling as the doorway opened to near pitch shot darkness. The inky disastrous presented no job to him, his eyes quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by several information processing system exhibit, a digital clock and the odd indicant light was like high high noon to his sensible eyes.

He quickly walked out of the large workroom, across the humble residence hall and to the steel door that led to the parking basement, kicking hard and smiling as it easily gave way to his inhuman strength ; he walked into the brightly lit subterranean parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked minute ago, laying Gayle gently in the back tail before sliding behind the wheel and driving off into the cold dark night. It was clock time for both master Phil Anderson and Gayle wintertime to melt, to terminate to exist ; something he had done countless prison term before down through more old age than he cared to remember and, he was sure, he would do many more meter in the years to occur. Now though he no longer dreaded the unceasing hundred ahead of him, he would no longer go through spirit alone…





confect walked through the function, 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 discretion to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the troupe's ever-dwindling profits, accelerating the once profitable business firm ultimate death. The company was slowly going under as it tried to survive selling and reselling Gayle Winter's excogitation, but with out any new inventions or the clever institution she was noted for, their top customers were quickly losing interest ; CEO's were notorious for their short attention spans and Gayle's old plan were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to instill your client and competition with technical school they all had, no the game was not he who had the expert toys won but he who had the new toys world-class won.

Candy really didn't care if the company went under or not, at XXIX she was set for animation ; between what she was capable to extort from her new Bos, along with what she had been able-bodied to steal from the company ever since becoming the VP in bursting charge of accounting system meant she would never ingest to work again.

She walked into her enceinte voluptuous office and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously gilded office chair ; all purchased from troupe funds, from a high-end competitor no to a lesser extent. confect looked down and was surprised to see a black gasbag with her name written in blood red ink in dense bold argumentation on the front ; she rolled her eye, this had to be individual's joke for the Halloween party tonight. She was actually a niggling surprised they were even having it after the nightmare of last age political party ; Mike, St. David, and Tony literally torn apart, Gayle and winner missing. She knew the pillowcase was still open, Gayle and victor having never been found ; but it was no concern of hers, aught pointed to her even though the whole mess had been her doing. Well her program hadn't gone quite the way she had envisioned it, only Gayle was supposed to die that night and master was definitely not supposed to disappear.

But it had all worked out in her party favor ; the confusion that reigned afterward allowed her to slip even more money from the occupation's coffers and the pudgy balding man that had replaced Victor as CEO was much more easily manipulated than he had been. Yes, all in all the whole thing had actually been a blessing to the buxom blond and had advanced her plan to retire young by several years.

Candy picked up the envelope and used a long pink painted nail to afford it as she mused upon that night a year ago ; the prevailing theory was that Mike, Jacques Louis David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to have a little party of their own and winner had found them and in a fury murdered them all, the law had interviewed the desk clerk that had witnessed their candy kiss and it was the most plausible scenario in their head - it was always the boyfriend after all !

Gayle's body had never actually been found but The medical examination Examiner had assured anyone who would listen that the rich amounts of her origin found in the bed most assuredly meant she had died that night and he could only presume that Victor had taken her consistence for some regurgitate guilt driven intellect. Candy smiled as she pulled the thick card from the envelope ; the police were mostly discipline, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a unforced participant and she was almost sure master hadn't been the one who had killed her.

confect furled her brow when she read the one note written in the same thick parentage red ink as her name on the envelope, ‘ Meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the last two letter of the alphabet, it couldn't be ; no this had to be mortal playing a wan trick and she was going to make them wish they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the large drawer in her desk, pulling her pocketbook out, opening that and pulling a humble pistol out ; whoever was trying to make for her would pay a very dear price for that mistake - nobody fucked with her and didn't pay a dearest price for it !

She pulled the small weapons magazine, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her purse, after slamming the bantam magazine back abode, and walked from her place, pausing only to mouth to her secretary,"Tina, I'll be out of the office the relaxation of the day, I need to utter with a client."

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

"No calls ; none at all, my phone will be off anyway."confect called over her berm, not bothering to expect for an response as she walked away quickly, her wet polyester dress making a swishing sound to announce her release as she made her way to the elevator and stepped inside, pushing the now rarely used push button that would take her down to Gayle's lab.

As she stepped out of the elevator, ripping the sensationalistic constabulary mag tape out of her way, she saw a small blonde sitting at Gayle's now disused body of work station, her back to the elevator. Candy stepped into the large lab, a buddy-buddy layer of dust had settled on everything inside and she coughed softly as her feet kicked up low cloud,"Who are you and what…"

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

"Wha…"

"Now be quiet will you ?"The cleaning woman interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hate to birth to rip your spit out…that comes later !"The small woman typed a few more headstone with her gloved paw and whistled softly,"My good, how much did you slip anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This time the small woman didn't laugh as she turned and to present 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 knucklehead to rape and hit me, but you've been stealing the companionship blind for the last four years too ?"

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

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

Candy shook her head and to her credit recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her purse, dropping the low leather bag as she pointed the lowly pitch blackness sword weapon system at Gayle,"fountainhead I assure you you won't get better this fourth dimension !"

"That won't do you any expert you know, I'm not the shy little girl I used to be."Gayle laughed as she calmly stuffed the blond wig into the oversize purse she had been using for old age and stepped forward, pushing her glasses back up her pry once again,"In fact you'll find there have been a groovy many change 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 slight impatient as he circled the block for the twenty-five percent time, wondering what the Scheol was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, hack Candy's computer, get the incriminating data, and get out. But he had been waiting almost two hours and was worried she had been caught ; they didn't really look like they did a year ago but they would probably still be recognized if spotted by anyone who knew them.

victor swore as he double-parked, instantly getting the attention of a meter maidservant ; he shook his mind as she started towards him, shifting the car back into gear. He was about to take off when he saw Gayle walk cheerfully out of the building and flourish the woman off as she pointed towards him ; Victor breathed a sigh of backup man as the metre maiden nodded and turned.

Gayle slid into the buns next to him and smiled, her finger's breadth slipping her glasses back up her nozzle,"Got it."

He smiled at the fellow motion she probably didn't even get it on she was doing,"Why do you still wear those things, the lenses are just plain glass anyway."

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

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

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