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female child Who wearing Glasses

Gayle adjusted her spectacles, the heavy thick lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slip them to the tip of her humble button nozzle as she sat glumly at her desk, invisible as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked right through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a lilliputian nerdy and didn't have the huge boobs that blonde bimbo candy, the government agency manager, had ; but she thought she was cute, maybe not beautiful, but cute for sure. Besides, she thought men liked diminutive asian women, even the mousey looking ones, considering all the Asiatic porn the men here downloaded ; but evidently her role was the elision to the rule.

Gayle was thin and athletic but she never really bothered much with her appearance, favoring ease and practicality over glamour ; it was a object lesson her female parent had hammered into her on a everyday base, telling her constantly that any man worth having would appreciate her sensibility. Even so, as pretty as she was and as lots as her mother assured her there was mortal searching for her even now, the men around this function, around her neighborhood, and seemingly populating the small city she lived in seemed to prefer the shiny over the practical ; Gayle guessed the old proverb was straight, men just didn't make pass at girlfriend who wore glasses !

Gayle sighed as she saw St. David from man Resources approaching with mike from Sales and Tony from public relative ; she had always thought David was kind of cute, in a dorky I look like a giraffe sort of way, but the tall grey-haired man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blonde office manager a athirst look as the top toilsome adulteress bent over to pick up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the small group of men approach, giving them a good look at her legs and pulling her cubby skirt tightly over her expectant guggle butt ; however if Gayle was buck raw and on fire she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why confect even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blonde had no interest in these men ; she had her eyes set higher up the solid food chain, squarely on the unsubtle shoulders of the Strategic Arms Limitation Talks and pepper haired CEO of this humble company, and who could blame her ; if the man wasn't light years out of her league she would bear taken a guesswork at him. Gayle was pretty sure that Candy was going to use her rather plenteous trunk to catch some Z's her way to the top, she had done a pretty good job already actually ; only xxviii and already the VP of account statement - and the function manager ! Technically candy was Gayle's knob, but since Gayle's purpose and innovation drove this ship's company the giggly blonde left the mouse-colored brunet alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in flush of enquiry and development, she was research and growth - she was in charge of a department of one !

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

Gayle watched as the gravid breasted char straightened back up and smiled her trademark thousand James Watt smiling, a flashing preindication that all but said insert 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 headway, pushing her wayward glasses back up her nose, ‘ No engagement, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Philip Anderson's gasp. But if that doesn't employment out maybe I'll let you defile me instead !'She watched as David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in prevision of going where tinker's damn near every man had gone before ! Saint David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his pant and Gayle couldn't assistant but roll her center as she stood up, her own narrow down hips and bantam can evidently of no interest to the gathered men as they continued to eye confect like the piece of pith she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had nix but an erection to extend Candy, then she had no stake ; David wouldn't be defiling anything but his right on hand if he decided to keep sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the disgust scene playing out in front of her rarely used cubical, absentmindedly pushing her chalk up yet again and heading towards the league room without so much as a backward glance,"Come on guys, meeting in five and you know how Phil Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a shimmy in her step and wondered if anyone's oculus were on her wool-clad fanny, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her distrust were confirmed when she heard Candy giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even pace being the butt, so to verbalise, of a joke, so it had to be confect still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

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

Gayle dropped her caput as she literally bit her tongue to keep from blurting out a snide comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; best not to nettle the flavorless woman anymore than requirement, she really didn't need another lecture on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the every week faculty meeting, being forced from the relative bema of her lab, which encompassed the entire story below this one, and forced to interact with the citizenry who she didn't truly understands and was never really comfortable around, masses 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 effective enough a Word, and trying to hide what his grinning did to her.

She walked into the large Grant Wood paneled conference room, quite an precipitous transition from the methamphetamine hydrochloride and steel décor of the remainder of the office ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the warm organic fertilizer feel of dark polished woods that were more in fashion a hundred years ago than in this age of computers and plenty output. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as engineering raced forward, he and his company had to keep tread or die ; but he decided there was no reason the company couldn't employ the most mod gadget with style. In fact his office and, the tie conference room she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the classic panache and incorporating advanced technology discreetly.

Gayle watched as candy stood by her chair, hiking her ridiculously tight skirt up slightly, seemingly in readying to sit but more probable just to show off her shapely legs ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another snide comment, as the men jockeyed to see who would draw out out her death chair for her. The modest mouse-colored woman shook her head and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crowd to hold her chair after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling chatter of the monkey's she worked with faded and quiet descended on the room ; she had a doctor's degree from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Goodall watching the scallywag fornicate in the copy way. But her boss was another floor all together she thought as she watched the tall tart dressed man walkway into the room with all the regal heraldic bearing of a B. B. King addressing his Court. Gayle was in awe of the tall man who always seemed to ingest a kind word for her, always seemed to screw what to do or say when she was stuck or upset ; he was everything a woman could want in a man and Gayle knew when she saw something way out of her league so she kept her flavour, her desires, bottled deep inside, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a warm flush that she hoped didn't appearance on her font filled her chest of drawers just at the ken of this gorgeous man, and that was the only one of the embarrassing issue he had on her as the improbable fair-haired god smiled down at his seated employees a consequence before taking his seat and laying a thin manila gasbag on the dark polished wood of the Brobdingnagian reddish brown 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 network - it was a change that had saved the small company nearly a million dollar bill in conclusion yr and brought her her gaffer's aid. But she knew one of the man's mannerism was he still felt more well-fixed reading from a patch of newspaper publisher than from a projection screen, but to his credit he didn't require anyone hold his bridge player and create detail reports for him, he simply printed out the raw information and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and brainy, sometimes life just wasn't fair.

"Afternoon ladies and gentlemen…"Philip Anderson broke the silence, his soft grin still adorning his flawless face,"I must say that this quarter's fiscal report card is attention getting…"

"Sir ?"Mike asked with mental confusion, he had thought finale quarter had been unusually remunerative ; he turned to David but the man who ran accounting and get laid what their gaffer meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax mike, it's a good thing."Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his laugh was sexy !"According to this report…"Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a fountainhead manicured hand softly on the manilla envelope,"…according to this composition, furniture Solutions Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollars last quarter."There was a placid murmur of happy mass as they all tried to fancy what their bonuses would be."Ok…ok, we can all pride ourselves later."Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost eldritch ability to register his employees'judgment,"But before we continue, I would like to lay the mention with whom it is due…Gayle Winters, I am severe when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you unseasoned lady, know that your tough Word is noticed and appreciated."

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

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

The meeting went on, the usual boring study on the usual discipline that most ignored as they pretended to keep an eye on the data streaming across the holographic displays that appeared in strawman of each of them ; each place at the table had a fully usable workstation that, unlike the ones at everyone's office desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the mesa surface. It was institution like this that drove this caller to ever-higher win, innovations that came from one place - the brilliant mind of one Gayle Winters ! She knew she was the only reason this company was successful ; a scalawag could sell her designing and in fact mike in his team simply fielded call for purchase request, they actually didn't sell anything because the furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the confluence came to an end and she wondered, as she did every hebdomad, why she had to be here ; her reputation were sent daily to Mr. Anderson so she never had a presentation, and she couldn't care less about sales or account statement or that Irma, the lady who cleaned the bathroom, took a sick day hold up hebdomad. Gayle dropped her foreland when she heard confect's eminent, and extremely annoying, articulation right behind her,"Remember everyone, Hallowe'en party tonight."She chirped like an rouse magpie,"There will be clients, provider, stockholders, and even potential customer in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and finger free to fetch a date if you wish !"

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

Gayle sighed as she struggled to cumulate the strength to get through another business office company ; she was surely she would someday lose it and come as a psycho gunman and end the annoyances in her life with the eruption of a xii gauge. Gayle jerked slightly as a strong, but aristocratic, hand rested on her belittled shoulder and pulled her from her homicidal reflexion,"cent 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 Saint David ; but any attraction she had for the shaggy-coated accountant was forgotten as she looked into her bosses pale blue, almost Charles Grey, middle,"I…ahhhh…I really don't think that would be a unspoiled idea."

"Mmmm, that bad huh ?"He asked with obvious headache etched across his everlasting facial expression ; his nighttime hair's-breadth had a smattering of greyness but she couldn't help but admiration, as she stared at his boyishly offspring looking face, just how old this captivating man was. When she didn't answer him he sighed and softly lay his great substantial helping hand on her little, almost childlike, forearm,"Look, I know your coworkers can be annoying at times but shooting them is not the answer…"

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

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

Gayle stared a moment, not surely 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 power play,"First foretell me Victor and secondment 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 aid, and definitely not a man like victor Anderson !"Sorry Mr…ah…sorry Victor…I'm, well I'm not very unspoiled in societal spot and I utterly suck at small-scale talk."

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

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

He laughed, an unselfconscious sound of amusement that brought a hopeful smile to her brass,"You are a wonder Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her nerve softly, a straight sin in the day of sexual torment lawsuits but he was pretty sure he was in no peril from one Gayle Winters, especially when he felt her tremble under his touch."Come on, go home change into your cute teddy have a bun in the oven costume and we'll see you at The regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a party, cut loose and have some fun for a change."superior paused and leaned in with a wink,"Tell you a secret, having a in effect time won't putting to death you !"

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

"wagerer, now go !"He laughed before turning and retreating to his office. Gayle sighed with a lowly smiling still lingering on her pretty red sassing ; she wasn't sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was surely of one matter - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their minuscule exchange had not gone unnoticed ; a green set of eyes narrowed as candy watched Gayle start for the room access, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning voices of the men she had been flirting with all good afternoon. David was an comical misdirection for the buxom blonde but she had her sights set mellow and she'd be damned if she let that mousey slight twat get in her way !

confect caught up to Gayle at the elevators and stepped inside, giving her much smaller coworker a well-disposed smile as the doorway closed, it was a humble building and the blonde was sure she could have her petty chat without being disturbed if she was fast about it so she reached over and punched the emergency stop button before turning to look Gayle in the eye,"Look bitch, he's mine so back off or you'll be disconsolate !"

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

"You heard me you small bitch, Victor is mine so back the nookie off !"

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

The big blonde turned and pressed to button for the next floor before disengaging the emergency arrest,"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 shake up your near ass at him…just back off and everything will be fine !"Before Gayle could respond, the lift dinged and the door opened, Candy quickly stepping out and walking away, her trademark smiling back in space as she greeted the few people still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few strange looks from the people who joined her in the small metal box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her substantially smile to try and deal her restiveness, but it looked more like a grimace. Gayle couldn't get out of the building fast enough and nearly bolted the second the elevator threshold opened ; but she managed to control herself, skulking through the lobby with her head down and her arms protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus point and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the passel transit vehicles to testify up, the double-decker rarely followed the schedule so it was mainly just a hold back plot and today she wasn't really in the temper to stand there and have people stare at her like she was some science experiment gone awry. Gayle took a rich breathing time and started walk, she only lived about a mil away, it was a dainty sunny, if cold, afternoon and she had clock time ; maybe the long walk would quiet her some, she was still a little shook by candy's threats.

Gayle soon calmed into a slacken meter as she walked down the nearly deserted pavement ; she wasn't worried even though the sun was threatening to go down before she got home, it was a rubber town and a serious neighborhood. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the neat small shops that were on her street ; she never really paid attention on her bus rides home, she was usually lost in her own head thinking about some trouble she had to figure out at work.

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy kitty costume she had ever seen - she had face cloth that had more cloth ! It was basically a latex V that would barely cover her girl function and it had no back at all, just an insanely high cut Bikini with a little tail attached to the cover of it. She slowly walked to the large window and stared at the nearly naked mannequin, could she possibly dare ? fountainhead Victor did say cut loose, and showing up in this matter would definitely appoint cutting promiscuous, besides wearing this would so rile that fat-titted milk cow Cindy, she'd choke on her cud for sure."God, I can't believe I'm doing this…"Gayle laughed as she shook her head and walked into the costume store ; it was as if something was drawing her inside, as if something other than her was in control of her stage as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the parry and cleared her pharynx to get the sales woman's attention,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the kitty costume in the window, the black one ?"

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

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

"You're so lucky, men like lowly women…especially of Asian descent, if you don't judgment my saying…you all look like beautiful little chick !"The womanhood replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a cupboard,"I know, I was slender once upon a time, but two kids took care of that !"Gayle barely registered the woman's words as she turned and held out a little box,"Um…if you're wearing panty and a bra I can let you try it on but once you buy it I can't rent it back…health dominion and all…sorry."

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

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

"Ok…cash ok or would you prefer a card ?"Gayle asked quietly ; she rarely shopped in stock, buying to the highest degree everything she needed online because she wasn't good with people and bunch made her nervous.

"Oh sugar, Johnny Cash is always king !"The woman replied with a mellisonant smile that told Gayle that if she paid Johnny Cash it was doubtful this particular sale would ever be reported ; but what did she concern, if this skillful adult female could make a few extra bucks then more office to her. Gayle handed over the immediate payment and started to wrick when the woman cleared her throat and stopped the small brunette,"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything but I was just wondering if you own a thong ?"

"A G-string ?"

"sweetie, have you ever worn anything like this before ?"The older woman asked in a motherly voice as she gently rubbed Gayle's upper arm through her thickset parka.

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

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

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

"wellspring seeing white panties hanging out would kind of defeat the grounds for wearing a skimpy costume."The womanhood laughed,"Men want to see your pretty bum and not your granny panties…now about shoes…"

An hour later Gayle stood on the pavement waiting for a cab, her thick-skulled parka the only thing protecting her nearly naked body from the inhuman fall wind as it blew the bushed leaves, from the tree diagram that dotted the nearly deserted streets, across the city's concrete covered landscape with a mournful whispering snort that seemed to try and tell her something she couldn't quite spot, in a language she couldn't quite empathise. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something darkness and menacing slide soundlessly by, unseen but not quite unnoticed, in the dark blustery night ; was it that which the hissing, rattling leaves were trying to discourage her of some dark spiritual domain presence, or was it a admonition of something malevolent yet to descend ?

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

The nice gross revenue shop assistant had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone break, anything quite like the skimpy kitty costume ; she had stayed late and helped Gayle complete the look with a Negroid wig of hanker silky hair and bangs shorn straightforward across just above her large dark eyes, long black lace baseball mitt that ended just below her small elbows, and blackness patent leather boots that covered the lower component of her disastrous fishnet clad legs. Two silver and gold rhinestone bracelets, a standardized choker, and overweight pitch blackness physical composition accentuated the look ; the nice senior womanhood had even painted Gayle's digit and toe nails dark black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, muscular even. She looked good and the gross revenue clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having moment thoughts. She wasn't sure if it was the going of seeing herself through the older fair sex's eyes, the fact that the excitement and euphory of doing something so far out of her comfort zone was starting to wear off, or just that she was getting cold and the sweetener of her squeamish warm bed in her nice warm apartment was growing unattackable by the second. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the hell she had been thinking when she walked into the small costume storage, not certain at all that she had the bravery to wear the skimpy outfit in world ; the thought of so many multitude staring at her small body, searching for her flaws, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The great chickenhearted sedan stopped in front of her and she stared at it a consequence, it was decision metre ; did she just go habitation or did she screw up her courage and go to the party ? Gayle took a deep breath and reached for the hinder door with trembling fingers, opening it and slowly skid inside, her consistence struggling to make even the elementary trend, 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 seat to look at her.

"The regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the strait of her voice strange in her own capitulum, the Logos strange in her oral fissure ; almost as if someone else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sense of relief as she sat back in the seat, clutching her tumid tote to her small-scale chest ; the conclusion was made and for salutary or ill the die was vomit up and her future tense no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her eyes and said a niggling prayer to the god she had ignored most of her sprightliness as the cab pulled away from the breaking ball and started traveling down the street lamp illuminated street, carrying her like some modern day Cinderella to an uncertain future. Gayle was mulling over all the possible disasters her great reveal would end in and missed the full tripper, actually surprised as the fomite jerked to a layover,"We're here misfire, that'll be twelve fifty-seven."

Gayle dug in her big bag, opening her billfold and pulling out a twenty before looking up and handing the crumpled flier to the driver with a nervous smile,"hold the modification and…well give thanks you."

"My pleasure Miss, have a good night."The device driver replied with a true smiling of his own. Gayle took a mysterious breath and nodded before starting to slide out of the vehicle before the driver's countersign stopped her,"Um..well Miss, its not my station really but you look kinda unquiet is all…um, well just so's you know…you expect beautiful…um just sayin…ya know ?"

Gayle rewarded the blushing device driver with a bright smile, this was the first man who had ever called her beautiful and she found that she liked being complimented,"Thank you."She paused as he returned her grinning, obviously relieved that she wasn't angry that he had over-stepped some invisible boundary, before she nodded again and stepped out into the night, stopping to take a late breath of the cold night air before walking with purpose into the glass and brand doorway of the high-end hotel. She had made her conclusion 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 big metal and chalk reception desk, her heals clicking loudly on the polished marble and echoing through the cavernous lobby ; she stopped, waiting patiently as the middle-aged man finally degraded himself enough to submit observance of her,"Yes ?"

"I'm here for the article of furniture Solutions party…"

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

"Ahhhh, sure…"She replied, a minuscule intimidated by the well dressed clubby man as she dug through her oversized purse for her wallet, removing both her driver's license and her employment ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

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

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

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

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

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

"Hold that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the colossus pocketbook that held nigh of her life, this clock time digging around for her prison cell phone. She turned from the desk and took respective steps away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing Victor's number on the bantam keyboard a bit grueling than usual in her infliction - how dare that man take such familiarity ! Just because they flirted a little did not mean she would be jumping into bed with him at the first opportunity, just who did he think 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 ?"Maxwell Anderson replied, hearing the strange tone in her part,"Are you ok ?"

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

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a trivial scream as she felt a potent hand lightly rest on her small articulatio humeri ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and watching as the belittled sinister box that ran her biography slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched fingerbreadth. She swore silently, sure her phone was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her center ; she stared in stunned silence a second before she turned to calculate at victor and watched as he hit end on her earphone and then slowly hold up it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold blue eye, seeing nothing but passion and genuine headache, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

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

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

Her knees nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her modest upper berth arm with that large strong hand of his ; he wasn't even touching her peel and her dead body still began tingling in the most scrumptious way. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, she had worked with this man for over eight eld, sometimes in quite close quarters, and he never had this effect on her before ; sure he flustered her but all handsome men did, this was something unlike. She took a abstruse, trembling, breather as she stepped back slightly and tried to regain some of the outrage she had been feeling just consequence before,"I…I…it, well it was you who upset me !"

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

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

"alibi me ?"superior chuckled as the bemused man continued to stare into her eyes.

Gayle blushed brightly, even more confused,"But the room…aren't you and I…I mean it's the penthouse…and…and…oh God, you don't want to log Z's with me…oh my God, I'm so stupid…"She dropped her crimson face into her small hands and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to fight back her split,"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 plan to sleep with you I promise, not that I'm adverse to the idea…"

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

"Well…um, would that be so bad ?"Victor asked in a quiet, 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, funny 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 snag out of her eyes as she tried to rivet 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 have to be sick not to be attracted to you."

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

superior smiled as he brushed a range lock chamber of her lenient wig behind her small waifish ear,"I've always liked you Gayle, since the first time I saw you…"

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

He sighed, trying to decide if he tried to step back and keep on their relationship professional or flip care to the wind and keep up his heart ; after a moment his heart won the battle and he bent down, slowly moving in to buss her even as he watched for any signal that told him to back off. He saw none and a moment later his rim lightly touched hers and she gave a little whine of surprisal, but still leaned in to make a proper candy kiss of it ; after a mo he leaned back, his body trembling slightly as his headspring spun and by the childlike look at her fairly face he was sure she felt the same,"Please assure me I shouldn't apologize."

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

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

"commodity wow…very good wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her promontory against his chest and shutting her eyes as fear again clutched at the pit of her stomach,"Please tell me you're not playing with me, kissing the pathetic ugly girl because you feel dingy for her…"

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

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

"I'd be glad with handsome."He chuckled softly, bringing a vivid smiling to her face ; a grinning he thought was as wonderful as its owner.

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

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

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

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

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

"brand another card."master smiled softly, sighing as she rested her fountainhead against his shoulder,"cum on, net ball go up to your room and get your makeup fixed…"

"Oh God, I must be a stack !"Gayle exclaimed, suddenly mortified as she buried her head even tighter into his bureau ; ten mo ago she wouldn't have cared about a little asperse mascara but now it was immensely of import to her that she look her best for the man whose subdivision she now rested in,"Oh…don't look at me !"

victor chuckled, the fondness of the strait bringing laughter to her backtalk as well,"You look wonderful, you always look wonderful."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Their interaction had not gone unnoticed and Candy snarled to herself as she watched the tiny woman she never dreamed would be a serious menace to her architectural plan and the man who she had her sights set on as her ticket to easy street, to the life of lavishness she was sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blonde growled as she watched the unlikely couple step into the elevator and continued to catch until the doors closed and the numbers pool above that door rapidly began to alter as the metal box holding her prize and the thief who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

candy turned and began walking down the wide hall that led to the enceinte ballroom, her heals clicking sharply on the albumen marble flooring as she fumed inside and wondered how to distribute with this new, most unwelcome, exploitation. She saw David standing at the big wooden threshold to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an mind blossoming in her nous that might just salvage her plans for a life story of leisure.

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

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

"plug-in ?"Gayle breathlessly replied, all she was concerned in were the sassing still brushing against hers, the unassailable body pressed against hers.

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

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

The work of several celebrated Interior room decorator was lost on them, they only had eyes for each early at that particular moment in prison term as they walked as one, entering the large hallway that led to the large common elbow room of the wide rooms, shedding clothing as they went. As Gayle's parka hit the trading floor, winner stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative eyes across her diminished, nearly naked, body respective times,"Wow ! I know I said cut relax but wow !"

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

"Gayle…"

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

Victor's smile faded as he stepped forward, his arms once again gently encircling her, as if that was what they wee made to do, looking down into her all-embracing dark eyes as,"I've noticed you every day for the last eight years…I can't recite you how many time when I leaned over your shoulder to look at something and overhear your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of self-control I had not to take on you into my weapon and osculate you over and over…"

"Oh Victor…I wish you would have…oh I wish you would take in kissed me and never stopped !"She sighed, a look of wistful joy replacing her previous expression of concern,"We wasted so much time…"

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

Gayle stepped back and smiled as she reached up and slid the lean straps from her small shoulders and the skimpy costume dropped from her trunk and bunched up at her feet, she shivered slightly as she stood au naturel, or nearly so, in presence of the man she just realized she was probably in love with. She made no motion to cut across her minor lithe torso as she searched his side for some sign that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his mouth slightly ajar,"Well… ? Victor please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her eyes sparkling with joy as a wide-eyed smile crossed her lips, refusing to leave her blushing face even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted ft. She giggled like a school girl, her eubstance humming with desire, as goosebumps sprouted on her purge skin, his custody on her bare frame filling her with the most wondrous tingling sensations ; she kicked her human foot, giggling again as the skimpy black latex paint costume flipped off her small infantry and tumbled lazily through the air to shore silently on one of the ridiculously plush couches. She leaned into Victor, resting her small head on his thick articulatio humeri and cooing out a tranquillity moan of contentment as he carried her across the great opulent elbow room and into the just as heavy and just as opulent bedroom, pausing side by side to the unbelievably boastfully bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down comforter. Gayle's capitulum was spinning and she could hardly believe what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly dirty, fairytale and she was the princess instead of the homely maiden or half-sister 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 explain emotions he really didn't understand himself,"I…well I really like you and I don't want to go too fast or ... or…GOD ! Why is this so hard ?"

She grabbed his shirt, her low delicate fingers wrapping around the soft tweed silk as she pulled him down on the bed next to her, tenderly caressing his cheek as she smiled and leaned in, kissing him once again ; she just couldn't get enough of the feel of his lip touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few more candy kiss before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to narrate you something…this is so embarrassing…"

"Hey, you can tell me anything…"He smiled as he caressed her face, his fingers barely touching her skin and causing a shudder of delight to lave through her,"I couldn't possibly think any LE of you…wait…um, that didn't sound right…"

Gayle laughed as he shook his headway ; she didn't know if he had misspoken on role but judgment by his mischievous smirk she kind of thought process he did,"God you're wonderful…"

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

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

victor jerked back slightly, as if her intelligence struck him with a forcible force,"Seriously ? How is that potential ?"

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

"I can't believe that…Gayle…Gayle, you're beautiful !"He exclaimed in skepticism,"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 in force at this sorting of thing…"

"You're just fine."Victor smiled warmly as he kissed her os frontale,"But this does sort of change things."

"winner please…"She started to protest but he silenced her with a heavy well-manicured finger on her pocket-size soft lips.

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

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

"Gayle, you are a rock'n'roll star to these masses !"He laughed as he rested his header on the soft pillow next to hers,"There's one thing about CEO's, we love our toys and you make the honorable toys."

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

"snuggle ?"He laughed, his eyes twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a lopsided smiling that made her center backwash,"I have the most beautiful woman in the macrocosm laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do better than a cuddle."

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

winner answered with just a smile 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 hapless whine turned into a soft moan as his lips tenderly kissed the easygoing flesh of her ticklish neck, tickling her sensitive satiny tegument with his warm wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her organic structure ; his loving kisses like the soft touch of a butterfly's wings as his rim brushed her politic skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her head into the soft pillows as his backtalk found the humble tender nipples of her diminished, nearly nonexistent boob ; she had always been self-conscious about her lack of curves but victor didn't seem to bear in mind as he teased the small hard blow with his clapper, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to separate out the strange aesthesis coursing through her as he left her chest and slowly kissed his way down her directly stomach, jerking slightly when she felt his tongue every so lightly lick the inside of her cut, 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 devote her what her torso craved, it was Victor.

"Mmmmm, you taste so good ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered to a greater extent to himself than her as he slid his face between her minuscule thin thigh and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile tongue, drawing Thomas More gasp and moans as she panted rapidly, trying to bewitch her breath as deadbolt of lightening flashed through her prickling and trembling torso. A tender glow formed in the pit of her stomach, slowly spreading out to her extremities. After a few minutes of this wonderful overrefinement of soft osculation, light clout, and teasing probe into her small-scale soundbox, 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 exertion seem pale and otiose by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged edge, her body screaming for vent, even if she could only moan and skreak her need for that release ; finally he took pathos on her and sucked her diminutive sluice and swollen button into his lip, trapping it between his front 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 thigh clamped his caput in space and her consistence bowed, her sinew inflexible and shaking as she rode through her first real climax like a sparrow spinning through a crack cocaine. After nearly a minute of arc she collapsed back into the subdued baby's dummy and twisted away from Victor's persistent tongue, no longer able to handle his teasing touch, her post orgasmic body just too sensitive.

He took pathos on her and lifted his promontory from her dripping sex and started to fawn back up her body, unable to resist the femme fatale song of her legato flawless skin and her sweet musky fragrance, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in response to even the lightest of his kisses. He reached her head, using the bedspread to wipe his face, leaned in to kiss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy grinning crossed her backtalk,"Oh God Victor…that was…was ... I…thank you…"

"Thank you ?"He chuckled as he leaned in and kissed her again,"fountainhead you're very welcome."She smiled ; glad he didn't minx her, and swore she saw his centre glowing with mirth, or maybe even bang ? A female child could desire after all.

"Can we just obtain each early for a small bit ?"She asked, tilting her read/write head as his lip sought her tender neck opening, his natural language darting out and tasting the sweet salinity of her smooth tegument as she sighed softly,"I…I know we have to go but…but not just yet…please ?"

He brushed his lips against her sore skin one more metre, his soft breathing time causing her to throb slightly, before he lay next to her, ignoring the wrinkle sight he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in master's arms, falling irrevocably in dearest with her boss, far below them Candy was gathering her minions ; she had her mind set on the grandiloquent handsome man and she'd be damned if she gave him up without a fight. She stood glaring at St. David, Mike, and Tony as the nervous men shuffled their feet,"What the piece of tail is the trouble ?"

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

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

"Wha…what ?"The poor dark-haired man replied in wide-eyed shock absorber, 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 breast,"Who do you imagine set up the garnishment to pay off the liquidation with that boy's family ?"

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

Before Tony could say anything encourage she turned to David,"And should we blab out about Miss Holt in account ? The one you served a gin and tonic with a twist of rohypnol…you commend her, she had to be taken to the hospital end Yuletide political party cause you can't enumeration and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

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

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

"I don't give a shit !"Candy snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished,"Just make blasted sure she spends the night in the hospital…or the morgue, trader's choice."She tossed a keycard to mike before turning and starting for the door to the small alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a sound that caused the three men to throb,"Just puddle damn sure she's not back at work ever again !"

"Hey, what if we get caught ?"David asked, the fear slurring his words slightly ; the nice buzz he had worked so hard to achieve a foresighted forgotten memory.

"Don't"Was candy's only reply ; but then she sighed and turned, knowing she had to give them more or they would run off,"looking at, 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."Mike replied in a sour pure tone,"But when this is over I want what you have on me…because if we go down, you go with us !"

"No problem."Candy replied with a grin ; she had no aim of being these three idiots'alibi, and no intent of going to put behind bars when they ultimately got caught, and no intention of turning the substantiation of their indiscretions over - her nonexistent proof ! She had her alibi ; right now she was giving a blowjob to the skinny flake from the mailroom, what did a half hour either way really matter anyway ? Once that pimply-faced nerd's short beak hit her mouth, he wouldn't know what year it was let alone what meter ; she would work curse sure of that !

The three men watched as Candy sashayed her ample ass out the small-scale elbow room's door, seemingly hypnotized by the back and forth motion ; it wasn't until the door closed and the blond's quivering tail was lost from view did the men break from their spell, Mike taking a rich breathing spell as he started for the room access,"Come on then, let's get this over with."

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

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

"Ahhhh, my trailer truck handsome Phantom."She giggled, pretending to swoon as she fell back onto the soft white comforter,"Oh phantom, are you going to ravish me…I hope…"

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

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that dullard political party !"She gasped, grabbing him around the cervix as he started to rise,"delay !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another kiss, this clip her natural language tentatively peeking from her slightly parted lips, her soft moans growing louder as he took the bait and gently probed her oral cavity, seeking the offered prize and finding it waiting for him. After a few mo that seemed to cross minute, she dropped her head to the subdued pillows and sighed,"God, what the underworld is happening to me ?"

superior sat on the bed, taking her small hired hand in his,"Gayle ?"

She turned her foreland and glanced at him, giggling softly at the face 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 instant at his looking of surprise before they both began laughing, Gayle easily slipping into his arms as of she had been made by the destiny just to be held by him,"Sorry…its just I don't want to slacken down ; Hades, I wan na go faster !"She snuggled her head even tighter into his chest and sighed,"winner we belong together, I just know it…don't you feel it too ?"

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For timeless existence if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and head to the company to at least take in 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 love, the woman who was brave enough to wear the sexy costume she had purchased on a caprice earlier that day, the woman who no longsighted hid behind baggy article of clothing and sarcasm. As she was muddling this in her head, surrounded by silence except for the measured beats of Victor's strong essence, his phone rang ; Gayle gave a lilliputian shriek of surprise, then giggled at her silliness as she looked up with a sheepish grin and a red-faced face, Victor just smiling at her before checking the display on the low electronic device,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a resigned sigh as he connected the call,"Hello ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him talk to the buxom blond with a sour flavour on his face, rolling his eyes several times before grinning at her as he shook his head slowly,"Yes, yes…I…Candy, it couldn't be helped. Just order them something I had to shell 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 exasperated look on his handsome expression that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the aggressive blonde charwoman."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is sort of hot and those boobs…wow !"

Victor ended the call as he grinned at his small courtesan, sliding his headphone back into his air hole as he laughed ruefully,"Yes, she is quite well endowed…one would almost say sexy…"

"Oh ?"

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

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

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

Gayle smirked as she cupped her own tiny breasts,"serious matter you're not a titty guy…"

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

Gayle looked down at he tiny gibbosity ; she didn't even bother with a bra, hadn't since she was twelve and wore a training bra. When she realized they weren't going to get any big she just stopped bothering and wore T-shirt like a boy ; gravitational attraction wouldn't be her foe. Gayle looked up with a frown,"But…"

"But what ? Your boob are exquisite…and I don't have to worry about throwing my vertebral column out !"He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the bedroom threshold ; she shook her head and laughed, sighing a moment later as she heard the elevator get and soon depart, her new lover, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her question, still ginning a grin that she just couldn't wipe from her moderately face ; for once biography was dear and she was going to savor it.

She crawled from the bed and searched for her vesture, she really hadn't paid attention to where her things had landed in those risky chaotic moments 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 last spirit in the full length mirror, shaking her pass as she realized just how much her little torso was left uncovered by the skimpy costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her contemplation in the mirror,"wellspring girl, its now or never…ok then, LET go show the universe the new us !"

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

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

"Just do what we say and everything will be fine."The tallest of the men said as they walked closer and spreading in a promiscuous hemicycle in movement 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.

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

"My name is not David…"

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

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

"darn"St. David growled and did the only if affair he could call back of, he hit Gayle in the face just as hard as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the base."prick shit shit…"

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

The two early men stared at him a here and now before Saint David shrugged,"Well fuck it, we knew that might happen going in…"

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

"You can and you will…now the only when inquiry is what do we make it expect like ?"

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

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

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

"Or do we dishonour her and make it look like some fucking sex pervert did it."Jacques Louis David finished, his eyes lighting up with the possibility ; he had never really taken a ripe spirit at Gayle before and was pleased with what he saw - this was going to be more fun then he thought.

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

"smell you fucking little prick."Mike growled as he roughly grabbed the smaller man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly nude body as David watched with a petty snicker, the taller man feeling practically better about the whole affair since rape was mentioned - he liked his bitches to make him mold for it ! Mike stood over Tony, ripping off his mask so the smaller man could see the serious-mindedness 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 needle ! Got it ?"

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

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

St. David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big jape,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around mike, still grinning like a five year old with a biscuit, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the minor man back to the flooring before picking up the tiny charwoman's limp form and tossing her over his shoulder like a butcher with a side of squawk as he started for the bedchamber door,"And no sentience wasting a perfectly expert spell of ass, so I say rape."

Mike watched as the tall man walked away, Gayle's bleeding head word swaying loosely side to side as she hung from his articulatio humeri, shaking his headspring 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 Hades !"mike growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the little man to his feet,"flavor, Candy was justly, she's as pocket-size as a kid. Just fucking close your eyes and make believe she's the short arrest on the Pee Wee baseball squad !"Tony stared at him in repulsion and mike sighed as his anger faded, he really didn't like the idea 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 or anything, just stuff your tool in her a few times and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to stare at him in revulsion as tears ran down his pale font ; Mike sighed and gave him a swooning shove towards the sleeping room,"expression, you can do this…you have got 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 byplay with ; a lot of business so he patiently smiled and nodded his head as the fat man prattled on about his golf game game, Victor constantly checking his picket between glancing at the dance hall's large room access, the fat man's words lost on him as he wondered for the one percent time what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stunned to realize Victor hadn't heard a word he said, and slapped the tall man's shoulder,"That was classical !"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Victor stopped when he felt a modest hand grab his arm, turning to see confect's smiling face,"Buy a toilsome working missy a drink ?"

superior looked down into her optic and his intensify senses recorded a million things about her in that split second, a million slight pieces of data that suddenly had his stomach churning with vexation. He could smell a man's seed on her, well a boy's since he recognized the scent of Collin, the houseman who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this ambitious blond man-eater waste time with him ? He also heard her essence racing in her chest, saw the veins in her neck opening distending as blood ran through them at ever increasing bulk ; he could reek her fear and nervousness, see her pupils dilate slightly as she desperately tried to retard him. She was up to something villainous, something he was sure included Gayle,"What's going on Candy ?"

She plastered that trademark smile on her face as she poured on the appeal,"Just a lonely miss trying to get a handsome man to drop a small metre with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his eyes saw through her performance in an instant,"Cut the tinker's dam you little bitch ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"confect recoiled as his eyes literally seemed to flash red with anger,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the ballroom's large ornate doors, his delicate leather skid making quiet slapping sound on the round off marble floor as he hurried to the elevators.

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

Far above, as the mazed Concierge gently nudged the broken mask with his foot and wondered what had caused the mystifying scratched on the knockout porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining consciousness. She groaned as she opened her eyes, her psyche still too blurry to recollect what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing wave as she looked up and saw the feral smiling on David's excited face,"Wha ... what…you hit me !"

"Gon na fucking hit you again if you don't arrest 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 amplification as he punctuated each blow with a growl word,"Hold…the…fuck…still…"

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

"Enough, that is fucking enough !"microphone growled as he stared the taller man down,"I'm sick of this prick ! Sick of you ! Sick of this entirely fucking lousy deal !"

"Wha…you said…you said we were gon na assault her !"David protested as he lay on the floor, his trouser still around his ankles as he stared up at his furious friend. Saint David started to put up as he continued whining,"facial expression, you guys don't have to but I want to and you said that we were gon na …"

"I changed my brain !"microphone shot back, kicking the taller man hard in the midsection and knocking him back to the flooring,"Killing her is one thing, but this is just macabre !"He turned to wait at Gayle cowering naked on the large bed,"I'm sorry about this, I really am."

"Ple…please Mike…please don't…you do…don't have to do this…I…I won't say anything…"Gayle sobbed as she slowly scooted up the bed trying to fly the coop the common 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."microphone replied sadly,"Candy has got something on me, something that I just can't let get out…I'm sorry but its you or me…"

"PLEASE NNNOOOOOOO…"She screamed as he grabbed her minor mortise joint and pulled her to him, his mighty bridge player flashing out, the knife he held there biting into her flesh as he stabbed her belly three quick times. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in cushion, coughing up a pocket-sized drip of blood, her screams choked off by the burning excruciation that quickly spread through her body.

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon…"Mike replied, his Son cut off by a gurgling scream behind him ; he turned to see individual, or something, literally chewing his way through Tony's neck as the man screamed over and over, an inhuman audio that froze even a sociopath like mike in lieu. He watched as Tony fell silent, his heart glazing over as his question came unloosen and his body fell limply to the floor, spraying hot red origin in all directions from the mangle multitude of essence that had once been his neck. The large figure, dressed in a black mantle and livid roue stained shirt, stood slowly, his centre two promising red coals burning in a hideously feral scoff of a human case, Tony's severed head still in his bridge player, the dark-skinned trope's hook like digit clutching the smaller man's nighttime hair.

There was a calmness moment of quiet as Mike stared into those bright fiery red center, a moment that seemed frozen in fourth dimension, an eternity going in the blinking of an eye ; but that moment ended as the nighttime anatomy dropped Tony's severed headspring, screaming out a sound so former worldly and terrible, Mike swore his middle stopped for a moment. He didn't have meter to mull what he was seeing and hearing because before his eye could even cross-file the movement, the creature crossed the room and drove his large clenched fist through Mike's header, like a power hammer through a melon. Gayle gasped as Mike's mastermind splashed over he minor naked body, shielding her face as bit of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyes off the disconsolate figure as he literally held David up from the inside of his tattered skull.

It turned to stare at Jacques Louis David as he whimpered and tried to get up, fright and his pants still tangled around his ankles making it a unavailing effort ; the creature snarled as it watched him, it's large white teeth gleaming a sickening white in the dim room as if they glowed some hellish light al their own. Gayle watched as the creature dropped Mike's corpse and turned to cheek David, almost as if it were unaware of her comportment, and slowly closed the space with a abominable inhuman good will ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the creature haunt its next victim, the atrocious knockout of the monstrosity capturing her attention and refusing to let it go.

The large disconsolate public figure stood over David a present moment, then threw back its psyche and let out a fearsome roar that shook the window, a roar that Gayle could feel in her os. But the fundamental sound that caused David to loose his bowels and void his bladder in abject terror held no awe for her ; somewhere in that terrible audio she heard something companion, something that offered comforter instead of pain, love instead of demise. She watched with just curiosity now as David wept like a frighten nestling, pathetically pleading for mercy in a thin weakly voice. Suddenly the creature knelt, driving a powerful genu into St. David's stomach and forcing the air out of the taller man in an explosive gasp, a low menacing grumbling emanating from somewhere cryptic inside the monster's massive chest as it grabbed David's face in it's tumid clawed hand.

Gayle gasped again as she heard it mouth, a interpreter she knew well,"You try to despoil my honey and you ask for mercifulness ?"

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

winner ignored her almost mum whisper as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nothing but a piece of kernel to his kind ; master spoke in a low menacing tone, carefully pronouncing each word,"I am Vampyrie, a Creator of the dark, a child of the roue mother, I have no mercy for the likes of you !"

master drove his head down, his razor needlelike teeth ripping into David's neck ; euphoria filled his idea as the hapless man's tender salty line filled his sass, the coppery gustation lingering as the blood slid easily down master's pharynx, as had the blood of countless other mortals before him down through the eons. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the taste of human blood almost a sexual release and Victor knew why some of his kind had become so addicted that they had slaughtered thousands of mankind, becoming mad with desire for the lovesome vital potable that produced such exhilaration in his people. But it was a short last sensation and as Victor stood, St. David drained to the survive few drops of his biography's blood, he could feel the ardent wonderful tendrils of the feeding frenzy slowly slip from his idea, leaving him sated and content.

He turned, his anger, along with his thirstiness, sated by the massacre he had visited upon these men, and hung his head as he looked into Gayle's wide sorry heart,"I am sorry…I…I didn't want you to ascertain out like this…"He watched in shock absorber as she collapsed to the bed, only then seeing the vast amount of her stock soaking the now garishly red comforter,"Gods ! Your hurt !"

He hurried to her side, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his arms, her origin adding to the gore that already stained his clothing ; she smiled as her optic fluttered, a battle to hold on them overt,"It's naught, doesn't even hurt anymore…"Victor turned his impressive inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the estrus of her combat injury, smell the dark blood line and the corruption that had already begun to eat away at her dying body ; her wounds were fatal and no Dr. in the humanity could keep open her !

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

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

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

"I'm dying ?"She interrupted as a belittled snag ran from the street corner of her eye,"I…I'm sorry Victor…don't be mad…please…I'm sorry my love…"

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

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

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

"Eternity ?"Gayle whispered, her oculus shutdown as she smiled,"I like that…eternity…"That was close sufficiency for him ; he brought his radiocarpal joint to his backtalk, biting down hard and wincing, even Vampyrie felt pain.

He placed his torn bleeding radiocarpal joint to her rima oris, petting her indulgent dark-brown pilus with his other script as he leaned down and whispered,"drinking Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his wound and swallowing his line of descent, rake that would shoot down the human Gayle but would also present parentage to something more. Gayle sucked greedily at his wound a few Sir Thomas More moments before the creatures in his profligate spread through her dead body and began the transformation, with which came pain. Her optic opened astray and she screamed out her excruciation as Victor held her down,"Shhhh, I know my lovemaking, I know it hurts but the pain will pass soon…its ok…"She screamed one more fourth dimension before the annoyance became too lots and her brain, in an endeavor to save her saneness, switched off and the blissful tranquillity of the mordant reached up and claimed her.

master sighed, gently placing his hand on her small chest, feeling her heart slow and then finally stop ; this was where her future hinged, either her nitty-gritty would resume 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 signboard of aliveness ; but he found none, nothing but death resided in her little form and his tenderness sank as his point dropped, what was he to do without her, his eternal life would appear so vacate 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 smallest flicker of life ? Yes, there it was again, her heart stirring ever so slightly, like a small bird rousing from a inscrutable rest ; suddenly a third twitch and then without any further admonition her mettle began beating strong and proud as life again returned to her small body. But not the life she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite human, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you hear me ?"

She didn't respond but the quiet sad moan that escaped her pocket-size slightly parted lips was enough for him as joy filled his heart ; but there was no prison term to lose, she was still vulnerable until the transformation was staring and that would require respective Thomas More days at to the lowest degree - she had been very near death after all !

superior pulled his mantle from his shoulder and wrapped her small bloodstained consistency in the labored silk and wool garment, it was dense and warm and would provide her enough protection from the coldness ; he may have used it as a costume this night but there was a time when this cape, and others like it, adorned his full berm on a day by day basis. He didn't need the protection it afforded from the chill night air and she soon wouldn't either, but for now she was still fragile and though she lived now there was no guaranty that she would remain that way, not yet.

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

master walked past the elevator, scooping up Gayle's behemoth purse as he passed, and down the hall, kicking open the room access that led onto the roof garden that acted as a sitting area for the penthouse suite and straight to the shortsighted rampart that looked out over the edifice roof right. He sighed as he looked down the thirty foundation to the tar and gravel control surface below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the short wall, there was no other option, he couldn't take the main elevator with a ancestry covered naked woman in his implements of war so he had to take the maintenance elevator and it stopped at the roof below.

He took a inscrutable breath and stepped from the top of the wall, falling the distance quickly and letting his wooden leg bend with the impact of his metrical foot hitting the roof at nearly twenty mi an hour, not for himself but to spare Gayle from as a good deal of the jarring landing as he could. Satisfied she had weathered the saltation with no ill effects, master quickly ran to where the large maintenance elevator room access stood closed to the cold air of the night, Gayle's small body sluttish 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 button and was rewarded with a dim yellow light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the big metallic element box that smelled faintly of filth and blusher and waited as it slowly descended the seventy floors into the sub-basement he hoped would be abandon this time of night ; smiling as the room access opened to near pitch shot shadow. The inky black presented no problem to him, his optic quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by several computer showing, a digital clock and the odd indicator lighting was like high school noon to his sensitive eyes.

He quickly walked out of the large workroom, across the small foyer and to the steel door that led to the parking basement, kicking laborious and smiling as it easily gave way to his cold-blooded force ; he walked into the brightly lit subterranean parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked time of day ago, laying Gayle gently in the spine butt before sliding behind the wheel and driving off into the cold dark night. It was time for both Victor Maxwell Anderson and Gayle winter to vanish, to cease to exist ; something he had done countless times before down through more years than he cared to remember and, he was sure, he would do many More times in the eld to arrive. Now though he no longer dreaded the unending centuries ahead of him, he would no longer go through life sentence alone…





Candy walked through the agency, smiling at the people working diligently at their desks ; she was still the office manager but was for 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 delicacy to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the ship's company's ever-dwindling net, accelerating the once profitable firms ultimate demise. The company was slowly going under as it tried to subsist selling and reselling Gayle Winter's designs, but with out any new inventions or the clever institution she was noted for, their top customer were quickly losing interest ; CEO's were notorious for their short attention pair and Gayle's old invention were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to yarn-dye your customer and competitors with tech they all had, no the secret plan was not he who had the near play won but he who had the new toys first won.

candy really didn't care if the society went under or not, at XXIX she was set for life ; between what she was capable to extort from her new gaffer, along with what she had been able to slip from the troupe ever since becoming the VP in charge of accounting meant she would never accept to put to work again.

She walked into her with child sybaritic power and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously opulent office chair ; all purchased from company funds, from a high-end competitor no less. Candy looked down and was surprised to see a blackened envelope with her name written in blood red ink in thick bold lines on the strawman ; she rolled her optic, this had to be someone's laugh for the Halloween party tonight. She was actually a little surprised they were even having it after the incubus of last twelvemonth party ; microphone, David, and Tony literally pull apart, Gayle and superior missing. She knew the case was still unfastened, Gayle and Victor having never been found ; but it was no concern of hers, nothing pointed to her even though the solid mess had been her doing. well her plan hadn't gone quite the way she had envisioned it, only Gayle was supposed to die that night and superior was definitely not supposed to disappear.

But it had all worked out in her favor ; the confusion that reigned afterward allowed her to steal even More money from the clientele's coffer and the pudgy balding man that had replaced Victor as CEO was much to a greater extent easily manipulated than he had been. Yes, all in all the unanimous affair had actually been a blessing to the buxom blond and had advanced her plan to retire untried by several years.

Candy picked up the envelope and used a longsighted pink painted nail to open it as she mused upon that Night a yr ago ; the prevailing possibility was that mike, David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to birth a little political party of their own and master had found them and in a rage murdered them all, the police had interviewed the desk salesclerk that had witnessed their candy kiss and it was the most plausible scenario in their minds - it was always the boyfriend after all !

Gayle's body had never actually been found but The medical checkup Examiner had assured anyone who would listen that the ample amount of her blood found in the bed most assuredly think she had died that night and he could only presume that Victor had taken her body for some brainsick guilt driven reason. Candy smiled as she pulled the thick card from the gasbag ; the constabulary were mostly even off, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a willing participant and she was almost sealed Victor hadn't been the one who had killed her.

Candy furled her brow when she read the one logical argument written in the Same midst line of descent red ink as her name on the gasbag, ‘ Meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the last two missive, it couldn't be ; no this had to be someone playing a sick joke and she was going to make them wish they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the expectant drawer in her desk, pulling her bag out, opening that and pulling a small handgun out ; whoever was trying to play her would pay a very dear price for that mistake - nobody fucked with her and didn't pay a pricy price for it !

She pulled the minuscule weapon system cartridge holder, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her purse, after slamming the tiny mag back home, and walked from her authority, pausing only to speak to her secretary,"Tina, I'll be out of the position the rest of the day, I need to address with a client."

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

"No calls ; none at all, my earpiece will be off anyway."candy called over her shoulder, not bothering to wait for an reply as she walked away quickly, her tight polyester apparel making a swishing audio to harbinger her passing as she made her way to the lift and stepped inside, pushing the now rarely used release that would take her pile to Gayle's lab.

As she stepped out of the lift, ripping the yellow police tapeline out of her way, she saw a small blonde sitting at Gayle's now obsolete work station, her back to the elevator. candy stepped into the with child lab, a thick layer of rubble had settled on everything inside and she coughed softly as her substructure kicked up small-scale clouds,"Who are you and what…"

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

"Wha…"

"Now be tranquillize will you ?"The woman interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hate to have to rip your tongue out…that comes later !"The small fair sex typed a few more keys with her gloved hired man and whistled softly,"My good, how much did you steal anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This clip the small fair sex didn't laugh as she turned and to look the big-breasted blond,"SHUT UP YOU FUCKING BITCH !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blond wig from her foreland,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three dumbass to violate and murder me, but you've been stealing the company blind for the endure four years too ?"

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

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

confect shook her head and to her reference recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her pocketbook, dropping the small leather bag as she pointed the pocket-sized dark blade weapon at Gayle,"well I assure you you won't get better this time !"

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

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

Out in the street master was getting a petty impatient as he circled the cube for the fourth meter, wondering what the hell was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, hack candy's computer, get the incriminating datum, 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 tending of a meter maidservant ; he shook his head as she started towards him, shifting the car back into gear. He was about to assume off when he saw Gayle take the air cheerfully out of the building and wave the woman off as she pointed towards him ; superior breathed a sigh of succor as the meter amah nodded and turned.

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

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

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

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

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