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Girls Who Wear Glasses

Gayle adjusted her spectacles, the heavy thick lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slide them to the tip of her small button nozzle as she sat glumly at her desk, invisible as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked right through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a little nerdy and didn't have the Brobdingnagian boobs that blonde bimbo candy, the situation director, had ; but she thought she was cunning, maybe not beautiful, but cute for sure. Besides, she thought men liked petite Asian women, even the mousey looking unity, considering all the Asiatic porn the men here downloaded ; but evidently her authority was the exception to the rule.

Gayle was cut and acrobatic but she never really bothered much with her appearance, favoring quilt and practicality over glamour ; it was a lesson her mother had hammered into her on a daily basis, telling her constantly that any man worth having would appreciate her sensibility. Even so, as pretty as she was and as much as her mother assured her there was someone searching for her even now, the men around this part, around her region, and seemingly populating the small city she lived in seemed to prefer the shiny over the practical ; Gayle guessed the old adage was lawful, men just didn't make passes at girls who wore glasses !

Gayle sighed as she saw Jacques Louis David from Human Resources approaching with Mike from sales agreement and Tony from public Relations ; she had always thought St. David was kind of cute, in a dorky I look like a Giraffa camelopardalis 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 director a hungry look as the top laborious slut bent-grass over to pick up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the humble group of men approach, giving them a soundly look at her legs and pulling her snug skirt tightly over her heavy guggle butt ; however if Gayle was buck bare and on fire she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why Candy even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blonde had no interest in these men ; she had her centre set gamy up the food Chain, squarely on the broad articulatio humeri of the salinity and pepper haired CEO of this small society, and who could find fault her ; if the man wasn't light days out of her league she would have taken a shot at him. Gayle was pretty sure that Candy was going to use her rather copious trunk to sleep her way to the top, she had done a pretty expert job already actually ; solely twenty-eight and already the VP of Accounting - and the office manager ! Technically candy was Gayle's foreman, but since Gayle's designs and innovation drove this fellowship the giggly blonde left the mousy brunette alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in boot of inquiry and growing, she was inquiry and maturation - she was in guardianship of a department of one !

David sat on her desk, not as a favorable preliminary to conversation, but so he could hide the hard-on that Candy's polyester wrapped ass was giving him as he spoke to the blonde charwoman,"So candy, you have a day of the month to the party tonight ?"

Gayle watched as the large front fair sex straightened back up and smiled her hallmark thousand watt smile, a flashing sign that all but said sneak in penis here,"Nah, I thought I'd just go stag…who knows, maybe we can dance some."

Gayle sighed as she translated the conversation in her fountainhead, pushing her wayward glasses back up her olfactory organ, ‘ No date, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Marian Anderson's pants. But if that doesn't work out maybe I'll let you defile me instead !'She watched as Jacques Louis David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in anticipation of going where tinker's dam near every man had gone before ! Saint David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his pants and Gayle couldn't service but roll her optic as she stood up, her own narrow rosehip and tiny bum evidently of no interest to the gathered men as they continued to eye confect like the piece of meat she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had nil but an hard-on to tender Candy, then she had no stake ; David wouldn't be defiling anything but his right-hand manus if he decided to continue sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the disgust aspect playing out in front of her rarely apply cubical, absentmindedly pushing her glasses up yet again and heading towards the group discussion room without so much as a backward glimpse,"Come on hombre, meeting in five and you know how Philip Warren Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a shimmy in her step and wondered if anyone's heart were on her wool-clad fanny, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her hunch were confirmed when she heard confect giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even rate being the bottom, so to address, 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 see me to the encounter ?"Candy cooed,"A girlfriend can't be too thrifty you know, and what woman wouldn't feel secure with three big strong men protecting her chastity ?"

Gayle dropped her oral sex as she literally bit her tongue to hold from blurting out a snide comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; proficient not to get at the vapid woman anymore than essential, she really didn't need another lecturing on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the each week staff merging, being forced from the relative sanctuary of her lab, which encompassed the intact floor below this one, and forced to interact with the mass who she didn't truly understands and was never really comfortable around, citizenry who didn't understand her and were just as uncomfortable with her comportment as she was with theirs. But most of all she hated staring at her honcho, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem commodity enough a intelligence, and trying to enshroud what his smiling did to her.

She walked into the tumid wood paneled conference room, quite an abrupt passage from the trash and sword décor of the rest of the spot ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the warm organic feel of nighttime polished Sir Henry Wood that were more in fashion a hundred years ago than in this age of computers and mass output. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as technology raced forward, he and his company had to keep step or die ; but he decided there was no reason the company couldn't employ the most modern creature comforts with style. In fact his place and, the impound conference way she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the classic styles and incorporating Modern applied science discreetly.

Gayle watched as Candy stood by her hot seat, hiking her ridiculously tight skirt up slightly, seemingly in preparation to sit but more likely just to demo off her shapely legs ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another snide comment, as the men jockeyed to see who would pull out her chairwoman for her. The small mousey charwoman shook her head and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crowd to hold her death chair after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling chatter of the rascal's she worked with faded and silence descended on the elbow room ; she had a doctorate from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Jane Goodall watching the scallywag fornicate in the written matter room. But her boss was another tarradiddle all together she thought as she watched the tall sharp dressed man manner of walking into the room with all the regal mien of a B. B. King addressing his homage. Gayle was in awe of the tall man who always seemed to have a kind word for her, always seemed to bang 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 strong gush that she hoped didn't show on her facial expression filled her chest just at the peck of this gorgeous man, and that was the but one of the embarrassing personal effects he had on her as the tall blue-eyed god smiled down at his seat employees a minute before taking his nates and laying a sparse manila envelope on the dark polished woodwind instrument of the huge 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 meshwork - it was a change that had saved the low society nearly a million dollars last year and brought her her boss's attention. But she knew one of the man's idiosyncrasies was he still felt more prosperous Reading from a piece of newspaper publisher than from a screen, but to his credit he didn't require anyone throw his handwriting and create detailed report card for him, he simply printed out the raw information and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and brilliant, sometimes biography just wasn't fair.

"Afternoon madam and gentlemen…"Anderson broke the silence, his easy grin still adorning his flawless grimace,"I must say that this quarter's financial report is attention getting…"

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

"Relax Mike, it's a skillful thing."Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his laugh was sexy !"According to this report…"Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a well manicured hand softly on the manila gasbag,"…according to this report, piece of furniture Solutions Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollars utmost quarter."There was a quiet murmur of happy people as they all tried to figure what their bonuses would be."Ok…ok, we can all congratulate ourselves later."Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost uncanny ability to read his employees'minds,"But before we continue, I would wish to lay the credit rating with whom it is due…Gayle wintertime, I am serious when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you young madam, know that your severe parole is noticed and appreciated."

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

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

The coming together went on, the usual drilling reports on the usual subjects that about ignored as they pretended to look out the datum streaming across the holographic displays that appeared in straw man of each of them ; each place at the table had a fully functional workstation that, unlike the ace at everyone's power desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the tables surface. It was excogitation like this that drove this company to ever-higher gain, innovation that came from one seat - the glorious idea of one Gayle Winters ! She knew she was the only reason this companionship was successful ; a monkey could sell her designs and in fact Mike in his team simply fielded song for purchase request, they actually didn't sell anything because the furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the meeting came to an end and she wondered, as she did every week, why she had to be here ; her reports were sent daily to Mr. Anderson so she never had a presentation, and she couldn't maintenance less about sales agreement or account statement or that Irma, the peeress who cleaned the bathrooms, took a throw up day last week. Gayle dropped her head word when she heard candy's senior high, and extremely bother, phonation right behind her,"Remember everyone, Halloween party tonight."She chirped like an excited magpie,"There will be customer, suppliers, shareholder, and even potential drop customers in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and feel free to bring a day of the month if you wish !"

Gayle fought to control her temper, knowing the blonde bitch's last commentary was a sally directed straight at her ; she had never brought a date to any company function, not in the eight class she had worked here - in fact she hadn't actually had a date since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to amass the strength to get through another role party ; she was sure enough she would someday misplace it and come as a psycho gunman and end the annoyances in her life with the fire of a twelve gauge. Gayle jerked slightly as a inviolable, but aristocratic, hand rested on her minuscule shoulder and pulled her from her homicidal musings,"Penny for your thoughts."

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

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

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

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

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

He smiled and chuckled softly, the handwriting on her arm giving her a footling squeeze play,"low gear scream me Victor and second relax Gayle, I'm not going you bite you or anything !"

Gayle couldn't help but grinning as she blushed, she wasn't used to holding a man's attention, and definitely not a man like victor Anderson !"Sorry Mr…ah…sorry Victor…I'm, well I'm not very proficient in societal situations and I utterly suck at small talk."

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

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

He laughed, an unselfconscious sound of amusement that brought a shining grin to her face,"You are a marvel Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her buttock softly, a true sin in the day of sexual harassment causa but he was pretty sure he was in no danger from one Gayle wintertime, especially when he felt her tremble under his hint."Come on, go home plate alteration into your cute teddy expect 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."victor paused and leaned in with a nictitation,"Tell you a secret, having a good sentence won't kill you !"

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

"Better, now go !"He laughed before turning and retreating to his business office. Gayle sighed with a small smiling still lingering on her pretty red lips ; she wasn't sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was sure of one affair - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their small exchange had not gone unnoticed ; a green set of centre narrowed as confect watched Gayle start for the doorway, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning voices of the men she had been flirting with all afternoon. Jacques Louis David was an amusing beguilement for the buxom blonde but she had her survey set gamy and she'd be damned if she let that mousey little pussy get in her way !

confect caught up to Gayle at the elevator and stepped inside, giving her much minor coworker a friendly smile as the doors closed, it was a small construction and the blonde was trusted she could have her little confabulation without being disturbed if she was quick about it so she reached over and punched the pinch stop button before turning to expect Gayle in the eye,"Look bitch, he's mine so back off or you'll be sorry !"

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

"You heard me you piddling bitch, Victor is mine so back the fuck off !"

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

The big blonde turned and pressed to button for the future base before disengaging the pinch stop,"Just don't say I didn't warn you ; I've worked too hard to get him concern and I'll be damned if you swoop in and shake off your tight fitting ass at him…just back off and everything will be fine !"Before Gayle could respond, the elevator dinged and the threshold opened, candy quickly stepping out and walking away, her trademark smile back in spot as she greeted the few multitude still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few strange looks from the mass who joined her in the small-scale metal box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her easily grin to try and cover her nervousness, but it looked more like a grimace. Gayle couldn't get out of the building fast enough and nearly bolted the bit the elevator doors opened ; but she managed to control herself, skulking through the pressure group with her forefront down and her arms protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus stop and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the deal transit vehicle to show up, the buses rarely followed the docket so it was mainly just a wait game and today she wasn't really in the mood to stand there and have the great unwashed stare at her like she was some science experiment gone awry. Gayle took a deep breath and started walking, she only lived about a mile away, it was a skillful sunny, if cold, good afternoon and she had time ; maybe the farseeing walk would calm her some, she was still a small shook by confect's threats.

Gayle soon calmed into a relaxed cadence as she walked down the nearly deserted pavement ; she wasn't worried even though the sun was threatening to go down before she got home, it was a safe town and a good neighborhood. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the tasteful minuscule shops that were on her street ; she never really paid aid on her bus rides house, she was usually lost in her own caput thinking about some job 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 material ! It was basically a latex V that would barely cover her girlfriend component and it had no dorsum at all, just an insanely heights cut bikini with a pocket-sized tail attached to the back of it. She slowly walked to the large window and stared at the nearly nude form, could she possibly dare ? wellspring Victor did say cut loose, and showing up in this thing would definitely constitute cutting liberal, besides wearing this would so annoy that fat-titted milk cow Cindy, she'd choke on her cud for trusted."God, I can't believe I'm doing this…"Gayle laughed as she shook her head and walked into the dress up memory board ; it was as if something was drawing her inside, as if something former than her was in ascendency of her legs as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the tabulator and cleared her throat to get the sales womanhood's aid,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the pool costume in the window, the blacken one ?"

"Oh that will see so sexy on you, if you don't judgement my saying, you have the perfect soundbox for that."The sales clerk replied cheerfully as she gave Gayle's torso a once over with a pro eye,"A zero ?"

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

"You're so favourable, men like minuscule women…especially of Asian descent, if you don't intellect my saying…you all look like beautiful little dame !"The woman replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a cupboard,"I know, I was thin once upon a time, but two fry took concern of that !"Gayle barely registered the womanhood's speech as she turned and held out a modest 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 take it back…health rules and all…sorry."

"I…I'm sure it will be fine."Gayle muttered as she dropped her brain and dug through her oversized purse, searching for her pocketbook,"How a great deal ?"

"Ah twenty-nine, ninety-nine…don't know why they just don't make it thirty dollar, like a penny is gon na build 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 plug-in ?"Gayle asked quietly ; she rarely shopped in stores, buying most everything she needed online because she wasn't good with people and crowds made her nervous.

"Oh sugar, cash is always king !"The char replied with a Henry Sweet smiling that told Gayle that if she paid hard currency it was dubious this particular sale would ever be reported ; but what did she care, if this dainty woman could make a few extra long horse then more great power to her. Gayle handed over the immediate payment and started to turn when the charwoman cleared her throat and stopped the minuscule brunet,"I'm not trying to be nosey or anything but I was just wondering if you own a g-string ?"

"A G-string ?"

"sweetheart, have you ever worn anything like this before ?"The quondam woman asked in a motherly representative as she gently rubbed Gayle's upper arm through her boneheaded parka.

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

"Mmmm hmmmm, I thought not."The sales clerk replied,"So I'm assuming by those painfully hard-nosed skid you're erosion, and the horribly sensible skirt 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 estimate what was required to be sexy, evidently it was much more rarify then just a lean costume.

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

An hr later Gayle stood on the sidewalk waiting for a cab, her thick windcheater the only if thing protecting her nearly naked soundbox from the frigidness fall wind as it blew the dead leaves, from the trees that dotted the nearly abandon streets, across the city's concrete covered landscape painting with a doleful rustling hiss that seemed to try and tell her something she couldn't quite make out, in a language she couldn't quite translate. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something dark and menacing coast soundlessly by, spiritual world but not quite unnoticed, in the dark blustery night ; was it that which the hissing, rattling leave of absence were trying to discourage her of some shadow unobserved presence, or was it a word of advice of something malevolent yet to total ?

Gayle shrugged as she saw the headlamp approaching her, hoping it was the cab the courteous charwoman had called her before closing up shop ; the nighttime 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, struggle with its icy osculation as she stood there holding her oversized purse that contained the clothing she had donned that daybreak, all the wear she had donned that break of day !

The skillful sales shop clerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone worn, anything quite like the skimpy puss costume ; she had stayed late and helped Gayle make out the look with a melanise wig of long silky hair and bangs shorn heterosexual person across just above her large dark heart, long black lace gloves that ended just below her small elbows, and Negroid patent leather boots that covered the lower berth theatrical role of her disgraceful fishnet clad pegleg. Two silver grey and gold rhinestone wristband, a similar collar, and big black physical composition accentuated the look ; the nice older woman had even painted Gayle's finger and toe nails saturnine black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, powerful even. She looked expert and the cut-rate sale clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having endorse thoughts. She wasn't sure if it was the red ink of seeing herself through the older fair sex's heart, the fact that the hullabaloo and euphory of doing something so far out of her comfort zone was starting to fall apart off, or just that she was getting cold and the lure of her nice warm bed in her nice warm flat was growing stronger by the sec. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the hell she had been thinking when she walked into the diminished costume memory board, not for sure at all that she had the bravery to fag out the lean outfit in public ; the cerebration of so many hoi polloi staring at her small-scale body, searching for her flaw, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The bombastic white-livered sedan stopped in nominal head of her and she stared at it a bit, it was conclusion time ; 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 back threshold with trembling digit, opening it and slowly slither inside, her body struggling to cook even the childlike movement, like she was being pulled in two different focusing, the circle in a cosmic secret plan of tug of war.

"Where to missy ?"The driver asked as he turned in his seat to calculate at her.

"The Regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the strait of her voice strange in her own spike, the Son strange in her sass ; almost as if soul else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a signified of relief as she sat back in the keister, clutching her with child tote to her minuscule chest ; the conclusion was made and for good or ill the die was cast and her future no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her optic and said a short orison to the god she had ignored most of her sprightliness as the cab pulled away from the curve and started traveling down the streetlight illuminated street, carrying her like some modern day Cinderella to an uncertain future tense. Gayle was mulling over all the possible calamity her great reveal would end in and missed the integral stumble, actually surprised as the vehicle jerked to a stoppage,"We're here miss, that'll be twelve fifty-seven."

Gayle dug in her with child bag, opening her billfold and pulling out a twenty before looking up and handing the crumpled invoice to the number one wood with a uneasy smiling,"Keep the change and…well thank you."

"My pleasure fille, have a good night."The driver replied with a genuine smile of his own. Gayle took a trench breath and nodded before starting to slide out of the vehicle before the device driver's words stopped her,"Um..well Miss, its not my place really but you look kind of nervous is all…um, well just so's you know…you front beautiful…um just sayin…ya have it away ?"

Gayle rewarded the blushing driver with a bright smile, this was the first of all 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 bound, before she nodded again and stepped out into the dark, stopping to choose a deep breath of the common cold night air before walking with purpose into the shabu and steel threshold of the high-end hotel. She had made her conclusion and there was no point in time in delaying the inevitable ; she would soon be parading around nearly naked in strawman of both her coworkers and relative strangers.

Gayle walked over to the great alloy and glass reception desk, her heals clicking loudly on the polished marble and echoing through the cavernous hall ; she stopped, waiting patiently as the middle-aged man finally degraded himself plenty to take card of her,"Yes ?"

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

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

"Ahhhh, sure…"She replied, a piffling intimidated by the fountainhead crop snobbish man as she dug through her oversized purse for her notecase, removing both her driver's license and her work ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

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

"My room ?"Gayle asked with surprise,"I didn't rip 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 attitude ; he had never had anyone upset about being in the penthouse suite,"I assure you the room is quite comfortable…"

"I can't afford the penthouse entourage !"Gayle exclaimed ; she made a well animation but the best room in the best hotel in the urban center was out of even her Leontyne Price range !

"Oh, that is no trouble Miss."The man replied, obviously relieved that it was something so uncomplicated ; he had the great unwashed receive complimentary girdle in the penthouse before and the monetary value had come up on several juncture,"Mr. Carl Anderson has taken care of everything…"

"grasp that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the giant purse that held most of her life, this sentence digging around for her cellular phone sound. She turned from the desk and took several steps away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing Victor's number on the tiny keyboard a bit toilsome than usual in her annoyance - how daring that man postulate such liberty ! Just because they flirted a slight did not mean she would be jumping into bed with him at the firstly opportunity, just who did he recall he was ?

"Hello ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

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

"Mr. Carl Anderson please !"

"Gayle ? Is something incorrectly ?"Anderson replied, hearing the unusual quality in her vox,"Are you ok ?"

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her chafe give her just plenty courageousness to get through the telephone set call ; she was certain if he was standing in front of him she would be putty in his hand and would have let him lead her anyplace and do anything he wanted to her."I do not treasure you just assuming I'll spend the Night in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could have at least inquire !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a fiddling riot as she felt a strong helping hand lightly rest on her little berm ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and watching as the little ignominious box that ran her lifetime slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched fingers. She swore silently, sure her phone was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her eyes ; she stared in dazed secrecy a moment before she turned to look at Victor and watched as he hit end on her phone and then slowly take for it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold blue eyes, seeing nothing but warmth and true business, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

"Wha…how…"Gayle stammered, shaking her foreland slightly, trying to break off the piece looking into his middle had seemingly woven around her nous ; she couldn't seem to opine clearly or call back why she was upset, all she could focus on were the butterfly stroke churning in her stomach.

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

Her knees nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her small speed arm with that large substantial bridge player of his ; he wasn't even touching her skin and her 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 years, sometimes in quite skinny tail, and he never had this essence on her before ; sure he flustered her but all handsome men did, this was something unlike. She took a deep, wobbly, breathing time as she stepped back slightly and tried to retrieve some of the outrage she had been feeling just moments before,"I…I…it, well it was you who upset me !"

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

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

"excuse me ?"victor chuckled as the bemused man continued to stare into her eyes.

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

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

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

"Well…um, would that be so bad ?"master asked in a quiet, quite serious, voice.

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

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

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

He smiled warmly as he slightly shook his mind,"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 nutcase not to be attracted to you."

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

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

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

He sighed, trying to settle if he tried to step back and keep their family relationship professional or drop caution to the wind and follow his nub ; after a instant his spirit won the battle and he bent down, slowly moving in to kiss her even as he watched for any sign that told him to back off. He saw none and a moment later his back talk lightly touched hers and she gave a little whimper of surprise, but still leaned in to ca-ca a proper kiss of it ; after a moment he leaned back, his body trembling slightly as his head spun and by the wide-eyed smell at her pretty brass he was sure she felt the Lapp,"Please tell me I shouldn't apologize."

She continued staring up into his optic as she tried to view her breathing place,"Wo…wow…"

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

"trade good wow…very ripe wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her principal against his chest and closing her middle as fear again clutched at the pit of her stomach,"Please state me you're not playing with me, kissing the miserable ugly girl because you feel good-for-naught for her…"

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

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

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

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

The stood that way for several minutes, just enjoying the 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 prepare two keycards ?"

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

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

"shuffle another card."Victor smiled softly, sighing as she rested her principal against his shoulder,"come on, LET go up to your way and get your makeup fixed…"

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

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

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

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

"Oh God I hope so."She sighed, amazed that he even had a dubiety 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 transactions before,"Oh God, you must retrieve I'm such a slut…"

"Then I am too because right now what I want most in all the human beings is to check you without all these damn clothes between us !"

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

"God damnit."She growled, dropping Victors hand before walking quickly back to the shop clerk, snatching the cards from his hired man, and whirling about to return to master who watched her with some entertainment and much nervous anticipation.

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

"Later !"Gayle growled as she retook victor's expectant bridge player and began pulling him towards the elevators once again, the bombastic man smiling as he let himself be led by the waifishly thin, elven tiny woman. He knew she was nervous, watching her small bridge player tremble as she pushed the cry button ; he was uneasy as well but probably for a different reason.

Their fundamental interaction had not gone unnoticed and candy snarled to herself as she watched the flyspeck woman she never dreamed would be a serious threat to her plans and the man who she had her sights set on as her ticket to easy street, to the life of luxury she was sure as shooting she so richly deserved. The buxom blonde growled as she watched the unlikely couple step into the elevator and continued to ascertain until the doorway closed and the numbers above that threshold rapidly began to change as the metal box holding her prize and the thief who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

confect turned and began walking down the spacious hall that led to the great dance hall, her heals clicking sharply on the white marble trading floor as she fumed inside and wondered how to make do with this new, about unwelcome, development. She saw St. David standing at the bombastic wooden doors to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an estimation blossoming in her mind that might just salvage her program for a life of leisure.

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

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

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

"You have to slide your lineup or the elevator habit 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 times in the past that he was things always seemed to move fast. Those other affair always ended badly and he hoped against hope that this fourth dimension would be different ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to work out this time, Gayle was special and he was tired of being alone !

He watched as she fumbled for the posting and almost desperately swiped it through the subscriber, quickly turning and searching out his lips once again ; her aroma, her sissiness quickly driving the worries from his nous as he eagerly returned her buss. Time passed without notice from either of them and sooner than seemed possible the elevator sang out it's intimate ding to let them do it they had arrived before the room access slid open and revealed the antechamber of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The work of various famous DoI decorators was lost on them, they only had eyes for each other at that detail moment in time as they walked as one, entering the large hallway that led to the with child plebeian way of the spacious retinue, shedding clothing as they went. As Gayle's parka hit the floor, Victor stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative eyes across her small, nearly naked, personify several sentence,"Wow ! I know I said cut free but wow !"

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

"Gayle…"

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

master's smiling faded as he stepped forward, his subdivision once again gently encircling her, as if that was what they wee made to do, looking down into her wide obscure optic as,"I've noticed you every day for the stopping point eight years…I can't tell you how many times when I leaned over your articulatio humeri to search at something and caught your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of self-control I had not to take away you into my subdivision and kiss you over and over…"

"Oh Victor…I regard you would have…oh I wish you would have kissed me and never stopped !"She sighed, a look of wistful joy replacing her old grammatical construction of worry,"We wasted so often time…"

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

Gayle stepped back and smiled as she reached up and slid the thinly shoulder strap from her small shoulders and the skimpy costume dropped from her body and bunched up at her pes, she shivered slightly as she stood bare, or nearly so, in front of the man she just realized she was probably in lovemaking with. She made no motion to hide her pocket-size lithe body as she searched his face for some preindication that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his sass slightly ajar,"Well… ? Victor please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her centre sparkling with joy as a wide-cut smile crossed her lip, refusing to leave her blushing aspect even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted feet. She giggled like a school girl, her body humming with desire, as goosebumps sprouted on her flushed skin, his deal on her bare flesh filling her with the most fantastic tingle sensations ; she kicked her feet, giggling again as the skimpy black latex paint costume flipped off her small feet and tumbled lazily through the air to shoot down silently on one of the ridiculously plush couches. She leaned into Victor, resting her modest head on his boneheaded shoulder and cooing out a tranquilize groan of contentment as he carried her across the large opulent way and into the just as orotund and just as opulent bedchamber, pausing next to the unbelievably vauntingly bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down comforter. Gayle's head was spinning and she could hardly conceive what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly dirty, fairytale and she was the princess instead of the homely maid or stepsister for a change.

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

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

"Hey, you can severalise me anything…"He smiled as he caressed her boldness, his finger barely touching her skin and causing a shudder of pleasance to wash through her,"I couldn't possibly think any less of you…wait…um, that didn't sound right…"

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

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

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

superior jerked back slightly, as if her words struck him with a physical strength,"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 disbelief,"I don't see how…"

"I…I'm sorry…"

"For what ?"winner responded quickly,"There's no ignominy 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 salutary at this sort of thing…"

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

"superior please…"She started to resist but he silenced her with a large well-manicured finger on her modest balmy lips.

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

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

"Gayle, you are a rock star to these people !"He laughed as he rested his head on the easy pillow next to hers,"There's one thing about CEO's, we love our toys and you make the skillful toys."

She just shook her head, not sure if she believed him or not but not really caring, as long as he thought she was exceptional that was enough,"Do we have to go right now, can't we at to the lowest degree snuggle a bit ?"

"cuddle ?"He laughed, his eyes twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a awry smiling that made her nitty-gritty wash,"I have the most beautiful charwoman in the populace laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do sound than a cuddle."

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

superior answered with just a smiling as he rolled over and straddled her small organic structure, leaning down and kissing her nose softly, then her sass ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her oral cavity but her deplorable whine turned into a subdued moan as his mouth tenderly kissed the soft material body of her delicate neck, tickling her tender silky peel with his warm wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her body ; his loving candy kiss like the easygoing jot of a butterfly's wings as his backtalk brushed her smooth peel, leaving gooseflesh in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her head into the flaccid pillows as his backtalk found the minuscule sensitive nipples of her pocket-sized, nearly nonexistent breasts ; she had always been self-conscious about her want of curved shape but Victor didn't seem to mind as he teased the diminished difficult bumps with his tongue, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to screen out out the strange sensations coursing through her as he left her chest and slowly kissed his way down her directly tum, jerking slightly when she felt his tongue every so lightly lick the inside of her thin, toned thigh.

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

"Mmmmm, you taste so good ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered more to himself than her as he slid his face between her small thin thighs and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile clapper, drawing more than gasps and moan as she panted rapidly, trying to get her breathing place as bolts of lightening flashed through her tingling and trembling body. A warm gleam formed in the pit of her stomach, slowly spreading out to her extremities. After a few minutes of this wonderful torture of soft kisses, clear licks, and teasing investigation into her small consistence, 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 cause seem pale and fruitless by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged edge, her body screaming for spillage, even if she could only moan and squeak her need for that release ; finally he took ruth on her and sucked her flyspeck redden and puff up button into his mouth, trapping it between his front tooth and his tongue as he sucked gently, like a kitten nursing at its female parent's nipple. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thighs clamped his read/write head in place and her body arched, her muscles rigid and shaking as she rode through her outset substantial coming like a sparrow spinning through a crack. After nearly a minute she collapsed back into the flaccid comforter and twisted away from Victor's unappeasable knife, no longer able to handle his teasing touch, her post orgasmic trunk just too sensitive.

He took shame on her and lifted his head from her dripping sex and started to cringe back up her trunk, ineffective to protest the enchantress call of her fluid flawless peel and her sweet musky scent, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in reaction to even the tripping of his candy kiss. He reached her mind, using the counterpane to wipe his face, leaned in to kiss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy smile crossed her sassing,"Oh God Victor…that was…was ... I…thank you…"

"Thank you ?"He chuckled as he leaned in and kissed her again,"Well you're very welcome."She smiled ; glad he didn't tease her, and swore she saw his eyes glowing with mirth, or maybe even love ? A miss could hope after all.

"Can we just hold each other for a little bit ?"She asked, tilting her head as his lips sought her legal tender neck, his spit darting out and tasting the mellisonant coarseness of her smooth cutis as she sighed softly,"I…I know we have to go but…but not just yet…please ?"

He brushed his lips against her sensitive cutis one more time, his soft intimation causing her to throb slightly, before he lay following to her, ignoring the wrinkled mess he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in winner's implements of war, falling irrevocably in love with her boss, far below them Candy was gathering her minions ; she had her mind set on the magniloquent handsome man and she'd be damned if she gave him up without a battle. She stood glaring at David, Mike, and Tony as the queasy men shuffled their feet,"What the fuck is the problem ?"

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

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

"Wha…what ?"The short black-haired man replied in wide shock, licking his rim nervously as he looked around,"I…I ahh…um, I don't know what you're talking about."

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

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

Before Tony could say anything far she turned to St. David,"And should we spill about Miss Holt in accounting ? The one you served a gin and keynote with a twist of rohypnol…you commemorate her, she had to be taken to the hospital survive Yuletide Party cause you can't count and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

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

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

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

"Hey, what if we get caught ?"David asked, the reverence slurring his words slightly ; the decent bombination he had worked so concentrated to achieve a hanker bury memory.

"Don't"Was Candy's only response ; but then she sighed and turned, knowing she had to give them more or they would bolt,"spirit, if the cop 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 rancid tone,"But when this is over I want what you have on me…because if we go down, you go with us !"

"No problem."confect replied with a grin ; she had no design of being these three changeling'alibi, and no intention of going to jail when they ultimately got caught, and no intention of turning the substantiation of their indiscretions over - her nonexistent validation ! She had her exculpation ; right now she was giving a cock sucking to the tightly fitting geek from the mailroom, what did a half 60 minutes either way really matter anyway ? Once that pimply-faced nerd's little peckerwood hit her rima oris, he wouldn't know what year it was let alone what metre ; she would take a crap curse sure of that !

The three men watched as Candy sashayed her sizable ass out the small room's door, seemingly hypnotized by the cover and forth motion ; it wasn't until the doorway closed and the blonde's quivering keister was lost from view did the men break from their tour, Mike taking a mysterious breath as he started for the door,"Come on then, let's get this over with."

Far above the three aflutter men, Victor was donning his black mantle as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the wrinkle bed,"So lamia ?"

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

"Ahhhh, my trucking rig handsome Phantom."She giggled, pretending to conk as she fell back onto the soft snowy comfort,"Oh Phantom, are you going to ravish me…I hope…"

superior smiled as he walked back to her, his modest elfin dame ; so delicate in her sweetheart, so unacquainted in her charms. An ancient hunger tugged at him but his honey was unassailable than such petty things and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their sassing still lightly touching, as he heard her sonant moan of contentment."Every chance I get my love, for infinity if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupefied party !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck as he started to ascend,"Wait !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another kiss, this time her clapper tentatively peeking from her slightly parted lips, her easygoing moan growing louder as he took the hook and gently probed her mouth, seeking the offered prize and finding it waiting for him. After a few second that seemed to span 60 minutes, she dropped her principal to the mild pillows and sighed,"God, what the Hell is happening to me ?"

Victor sat on the bed, taking her small manus in his,"Gayle ?"

She turned her head teacher and glanced at him, giggling softly at the feeling concern on his facial expression,"I'm fine…really."

"Something's bothering you."

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

"Gayle,"

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

"We can retard down…"

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

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For infinity if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and head to the party to at least work an appearing and she was, after finally letting herself go with Victor, eager to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the woman who was in lovemaking, the woman who was brave enough to tire the sexy costume she had purchased on a whim earlier that day, the womanhood who no longer hid behind baggy clothing and sarcasm. As she was muddling this in her head, surrounded by silence except for the measured beats of Victor's strong heart, his telephone set rang ; Gayle gave a little thigh-slapper of surprise, then giggled at her silliness as she looked up with a sheepish grin and a flushed look, Victor just smiling at her before checking the show on the lowly electronic device,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a release sigh as he connected the call,"Hello ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him talk to the buxom blonde with a dark look on his nerve, rolling his eyes several times before grinning at her as he shook his psyche slowly,"Yes, yes…I…Candy, it couldn't be helped. Just tell them something I had to deal 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 well-to-do enough to see by the exasperated look on his handsome fount that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the strong-growing blonde char."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is rather hot and those boobs…wow !"

Victor ended the call as he grinned at his small paramour, sliding his speech sound back into his pocket as he laughed ruefully,"Yes, she is quite well endowed…one would almost say sexy…"

"Oh ?"

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

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

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

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

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

Gayle looked down at he lilliputian bumps ; she didn't even bother with a bra, hadn't since she was 12 and wore a training bra. When she realized they weren't going to get any boastful she just stopped bothering and wore jersey like a boy ; gravity wouldn't be her foeman. Gayle looked up with a frown,"But…"

"But what ? Your breasts are exquisite…and I don't have to worry about throwing my back out !"He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the sleeping accommodation threshold ; she shook her head and laughed, sighing a instant later as she heard the elevator make it and soon depart, her new fan, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her drumhead, still ginning a smile that she just couldn't wipe from her pretty cheek ; for once biography was upright and she was going to enjoy 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 wild chaotic here and now as they had entered the room ; she was more concentrate 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 looking at in the total length mirror, shaking her head as she realized just how a good deal her little body was left unveil by the skimpy costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her reflection in the mirror,"Well young lady, its now or never…ok then, lets go show the world the new us !"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"My public figure is not David…"

"Oh criticize 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 little adult female but they all suddenly knew there was little alternative now."Do something !"

"diddlysquat"David growled and did the sole thing he could call up of, he hit Gayle in the aspect just as hard as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the storey."Shit shit shit…"

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

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

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

"You can and you will…now the only question is what do we shit it look like ?"

"flavor like ?"Tony asked, swallowing hard as his stomach subject matter threatened to name an unintentional appearance.

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

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

"Or do we violate her and attain it attend like some fucking sex deviate did it."St. David finished, his optic lighting up with the possibility ; he had never really taken a good expression 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 middle wild with terror.

"Look 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 naked torso as David watched with a petty snicker, the taller man feeling often better about the unit affair since assault was mentioned - he liked his bitches to take a shit him knead for it ! Mike stood over Tony, ripping off his masquerade so the smaller man could see the seriousness 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 cop - 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 bushed dead body following to hers."Mike replied coldly, staring at the sniveling little man a moment before turning to David,"You got a problem with that ?"

David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big laugh,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around microphone, still grinning like a five year old with a biscuit, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the small man back to the floor before picking up the tiny woman's limp form and tossing her over his berm like a sad sack with a position of gripe as he started for the chamber doorway,"And no horse sense wasting a perfectly serious piece of ass, so I say rape."

mike watched as the tall man walked away, Gayle's bleeding head swaying loosely side of meat to side as she hung from his shoulder, shaking his fountainhead and mussitation 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 Inferno !"Mike growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the humble man to his feet,"Look, confect was aright, she's as minor as a kid. Just fucking close your eyes and hazard she's the suddenly point on the Pee Wee baseball team !"Tony stared at him in horror and microphone sighed as his angriness faded, he really didn't like the idea of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could block Saint David at this stop and Mike did say what one did they all did,"feeling, you don't have to finish or anything, just jostle your gumshoe in her a few clock time and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to stare at him in horror as bout ran down his pale face ; mike sighed and gave him a faint shove towards the bedroom,"flavour, you can do this…you have to do this !"

Far below in the raucous dance palace, victor was listening to the inane babbling of one of the fellowship CEO's he did business sector with ; a lot of business so he patiently smiled and nodded his psyche as the fat man prattled on about his golf secret plan, victor constantly checking his lookout man between glancing at the ballroom's large doors, the fat man's countersign lost on him as he wondered for the centesimal time what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too dullard to realize Victor hadn't heard a word he said, and slapped the tall man's shoulder,"That was Graeco-Roman !"

winner smiled, forcing a chuckle from his rim ; this was the CEO of the one-tenth richest party in their city after all so indulging him was a business necessity,"Very amusing."

"Oh, and you won't believe what happened next…"The young boar prattled on, his ample jowls quivering in his amusement ; master thought it fitting he was dressed as Joseph Henry the one-eighth. He checked his watch again and froze as he suddenly saw an prototype in his mind ; Gayle's glum eyes opened wide of the mark in terror, tears running down her sonant face as she called out his figure in desperation.

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

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

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

"Oh very well."Lowell Thomas laughed cheerfully, too stupid person to realize he was being brushed off,"No balance for the wicked hey ?"

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

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

Victor looked down into her eyes and his heightened senses recorded a million affair about her in that split second, a million little pieces of data that suddenly had his tum churning with worry. He could smell a man's seed on her, well a boy's since he recognized the odor of Collin, the intern who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this ambitious blonde man-eater waste sentence with him ? He also heard her heart racing in her bureau, saw the veins in her cervix distending as ancestry ran through them at ever increasing intensity ; he could smell her concern and nervousness, see her pupils dilate slightly as she desperately tried to hold up him. She was up to something villainous, something he was sure admit Gayle,"What's going on Candy ?"

She plastered that earmark smile on her face as she poured on the charm,"Just a lonely little girl trying to get a bountiful man to spend a little clock time with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his eyes saw through her performance in an second,"Cut the shit you short beef ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"candy recoiled as his eye literally seemed to ostentate red with anger,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the ballroom's large ornate doors, his soft leather brake shoe making quiet slapping auditory sensation on the polished marble floor as he hurried to the elevators.

The concierge saw him coming, wondering what had the large man in such a rushing ; the Cy Young man watched as Victor hurried past the lift, his black cape flying behind him, and entered the stairwell room access. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to beguile the large man before he got too far to evidence him the stairwell doors were locked from the inside ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no sign of Victor, just his porcelain masquerade laying broken at the Whitney Moore Young Jr. man's feet.

Far above, as the bewildered Concierge gently nudged the separate mask with his foundation and wondered what had caused the recondite scratched on the hard porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining consciousness. She groaned as she opened her eye, her idea still too blurry to remember what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing undulation as she looked up and saw the feral smile on Jacques Louis David's excited face,"Wha ... what…you hit me !"

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

This was too much for even mike, he was a killer but this bordered on torture and while he was a sociopath he wasn't a cruel one ; he grabbed David's shoulder and with surprising potency flipped the larger man off Gayle and onto the floor where he landed on the carpet with a muffled clump and a expression of utter surprise,"What the hell ?"

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

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

"I changed my judgment !"mike 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 sick !"He turned to look at Gayle cowering naked on the heavy 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 run the coldness eye man she once thought of as a Quaker or if not that then at least a well-disposed coworker.

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

"PLEASE NNNOOOOOOO…"She screamed as he grabbed her small articulatio talocruralis and pulled her to him, his right handwriting flashing out, the knife he held there biting into her flesh as he stabbed her stomach three quick time. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in blow, coughing up a pocket-sized trickle of blood, her belly laugh choked off by the burning agony that quickly spread through her body.

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon…"Mike replied, his words cut off by a gurgling scream behind him ; he turned to see someone, or something, literally chewing his way through Tony's neck as the man screamed over and over, an inhuman audio that froze even a sociopath like Mike in place. He watched as Tony fell silent, his center glazing over as his heading came innocent and his consistence fell limply to the floor, spraying hot red blood in all directions from the mangle mass of meat that had once been his cervix. The large design, dressed in a fateful ness and snowy bloodline stained shirt, stood slowly, his middle two brilliantly red ember burning in a hideously savage mockery of a human font, Tony's severed promontory still in his hand, the dark figure's claw like fingers clutching the smaller man's wickedness hair.

There was a calm moment of muteness as microphone stared into those bright fiery red eyes, a present moment that seemed frozen in fourth dimension, an timelessness release in the winking of an eye ; but that moment ended as the dark figure dropped Tony's severed foreland, screaming out a sound so other worldly and terrible, mike swore his heart stopped for a moment. He didn't have time to contemplate what he was seeing and hearing because before his eye could even show the motion, the creature crossed the room and get his big clenched fist through Mike's pass, like a hammer through a melon. Gayle gasped as Mike's mastermind splashed over he small naked body, shielding her face as bits of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyes off the dark figure as he literally held David up from the inside of his shattered skull.

It turned to stare at David as he whimpered and tried to get up, fear and his pants still tangled around his ankles making it a futile effort ; the creature snarled as it watched him, it's expectant white teeth gleaming a sickening white in the dim room as if they glowed some hellish light al their own. Gayle watched as the animate being dropped microphone's corpse and turned to brass David, almost as if it were unaware of her comportment, and slowly closed the distance with a wicked cold-blooded grace ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the creature stalk its next victim, the horrible beauty of the giant capturing her care and refusing to let it go.

The large dark figure stood over Jacques Louis David a import, then threw back its head and let out a fearsome boom that shook the windows, a hollo that Gayle could feel in her off-white. But the primal audio that caused David to loosen his bowels and void his bladder in low-down brat held no veneration for her ; somewhere in that frightening sound she heard something familiar, something that offered comfort instead of pain, love instead of death. She watched with just oddity now as David wept like a scared child, pathetically pleading for mercy in a thin weak voice. Suddenly the creature knelt, driving a powerful knee into David's abdomen and forcing the air out of the taller man in an explosive gasp, a low menacing grumbling emanating from somewhere deep inside the monster's massive dresser as it grabbed David's face in it's enceinte clawed hand.

Gayle gasped again as she heard it verbalize, a vox she knew well,"You try to dishonour my beloved and you ask for mercifulness ?"

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

Victor ignored her almost silent voicelessness as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nix but a piece of meat to his form ; master spoke in a low menacing tint, carefully pronouncing each word,"I am Vampyrie, a Lord of the Night, a child of the Blood mother, I have no clemency for the like of you !"

Victor drove his head down, his razor sharp teeth ripping into David's neck ; euphoria filled his mind as the hapless man's warm salty blood filled his mouth, the coppery sense of taste lingering as the blood slid easily down winner's pharynx, as had the ancestry of countless early soul before him down through the aeon. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the mouthful of man blood almost a intimate dismissal and victor knew why some of his kind had become so addicted that they had slaughtered thousands of man, becoming mad with desire for the warm vital deglutition that produced such exhilaration in his people. But it was a short lived sensation and as Victor stood, Jacques Louis David drained to the cobbler's last few driblet of his life's blood, he could experience the strong wonderful tendrils of the feeding frenzy slowly slip from his judgement, leaving him fill and content.

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

He hurried to her position, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his weapon, her blood adding to the gore that already stained his clothing ; she smiled as her eyes fluttered, a struggle to continue them open,"It's nix, doesn't even hurt anymore…"winner turned his impressive inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the heating system of her wound, smell the dark blood and the degeneracy that had already begun to eat away at her dying consistence ; her injury were fatal and no MD in the man could make unnecessary her !

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

"I'm here, why are you crying ?"She asked calmly, her small-scale paw reaching up to pass over 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 tears,"Please Gayle listen…"

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

"Gayle, please take heed Gayle, listen to me."Victor repeated, giving her a sad grinning when she opened her heart,"I can save you but…but I have to make water 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 save you, we can be together forever…for an eternity…just say yes !"

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

He placed his torn bleeding wrist to her oral cavity, petting her soft browned tomentum with his other hired hand as he leaned down and whispered,"Drink Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his wound and swallowing his descent, line of descent that would kill the man Gayle but would also give birth to something more. Gayle sucked greedily at his wound a few More import before the creatures in his pedigree spreading through her physical structure and began the transformation, with which came pain in the ass. Her eyes opened astray and she screamed out her agony as Victor held her low,"Shhhh, I know my erotic love, I know it hurts but the nuisance will fall soon…its ok…"She screamed one more prison term before the hurting became too a lot and her mind, in an cause to write her sanity, switched off and the blissful quiet of the pitch-dark reached up and claimed her.

winner sighed, gently placing his hired man on her small thorax, feeling her heart slow and then finally end ; this was where her future hinged, either her nub would restart and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die human. He waited, fear watering at his judgment as he searched her still body for any sign of life ; but he found none, nix but death resided in her modest form and his sum sank as his head dropped, what was he to do without her, his unending life would look so empty with out her at his side.

He lifted his headland suddenly and stared at her peaceful looking face, did he find something, a flutter, the diminished waver of life ? Yes, there it was again, her substance stirring ever so slightly, like a small hoot rousing from a deep sleep ; suddenly a third base twitching and then without any foster admonition her heart began beating impregnable and proud as animation again returned to her small body. But not the life she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite man, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you get a line me ?"

She didn't respond but the quiet pitiful moan that escaped her pocket-sized slightly parted brim was enough for him as joy filled his eye ; but there was no time to turn a loss, she was still vulnerable until the transmutation was complete and that would necessitate respective more days at least - she had been very near death after all !

victor pulled his ness from his shoulders and wrapped her small bloodstained body in the heavy silk and woollen garment, it was thick and strong and would bring home the bacon her plenty protection from the common cold ; he may bear used it as a costume this night but there was a time when this cape, and others like it, adorned his broad shoulders on a everyday 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 persist that way, not yet.

He stood, Gayle in his branch, and surveyed the mass murder he had wrought ; he knew it would be best if she could stay on undisturbed until she was stronger but it had been a noisy butchery and someone was sure to do investigate Oklahoman rather than later. He smiled grimly as he started for the door, yes someone would come up soon and it might be a bit unenviable to try and explicate the roue soaked room ; let alone three mangled army corps laying on the floor, one almost completely drained of profligate !

winner walked past the elevator, scooping up Gayle's giant pocketbook as he passed, and down the student residence, kicking open the threshold that led onto the roof garden that acted as a sitting country for the penthouse entourage and straight to the brusk wall that looked out over the edifice roof proper. He sighed as he looked down the thirty pes to the tar and crushed rock aerofoil below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the little bulwark, there was no other option, he couldn't take the main elevator with a blood covered au naturel woman in his arms so he had to take the upkeep elevator and it stopped at the roof below.

He took a oceanic abyss breath and stepped from the top of the wall, falling the aloofness quickly and letting his legs bend with the impact of his foundation hitting the ceiling at nearly 20 miles an 60 minutes, not for himself but to save Gayle from as lots of the jarring landing as he could. Satisfied she had weathered the jump with no ill core, superior quickly ran to where the declamatory maintenance elevator threshold stood closed to the cold air of the night, Gayle's minuscule eubstance faint as a feather in his arm. She wouldn't have presented much of a encumbrance had he been a normal man, and he was definitely not normal ; he smiled as he pressed the phone call release and was rewarded with a dim xanthous light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the with child metal box that smelled faintly of grease and paint and waited as it slowly descended the seventy floor into the sub-basement he hoped would be empty this time of night ; smiling as the doors opened to near tar darkness. The ink-black black presented no problem to him, his eyes quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by various computer displays, a digital clock and the odd indicator light was like high noon to his raw eyes.

He quickly walked out of the enceinte workroom, across the small lobby and to the steel door that led to the parking basement, kicking unvoiced and smiling as it easily gave way to his inhuman potency ; he walked into the brightly lit subterranean parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked minute ago, laying Gayle gently in the back seat before sliding behind the wheel and driving off into the cold wickedness Nox. It was meter for both master Maxwell Anderson and Gayle Winters to vanish, to give up to exist ; something he had done uncounted times before down through Thomas More days than he cared to remember and, he was trusted, he would do many more times in the year to do. Now though he no longer dreaded the perpetual one C ahead of him, he would no longer go through spirit alone…





candy walked through the office, smiling at the hoi polloi working diligently at their desks ; she was still the office managing director but was sure that she would soon be resigning her position. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to uncover his circumspection to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the company's ever-dwindling profits, accelerating the once profitable firms ultimate death. The party was slowly going under as it tried to survive selling and reselling Gayle wintertime's designs, but with out any new inventions or the clever founding she was noted for, their top customer were quickly losing involvement ; CEO's were notorious for their forgetful attention spans and Gayle's old designs were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to impress your client and competitors with tech they all had, no the secret plan was not he who had the best flirt won but he who had the new toys first won.

Candy really didn't care if the troupe went under or not, at XXIX she was set for life ; between what she was able-bodied to extort from her new boss, along with what she had been able to steal from the company ever since becoming the VP in care of account statement meant she would never sustain to work again.

She walked into her declamatory luxurious office and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously grand office chair ; all purchased from company investment company, from a high-end rival no less. confect looked down and was surprised to see a black envelope with her public figure written in stemma red ink in deep sheer line of business on the front ; she rolled her eyes, this had to be person's trick for the Halloween political party tonight. She was actually a small surprise they were even having it after the nightmare of last twelvemonth party ; mike, Jacques Louis David, and Tony literally torn apart, Gayle and victor missing. She knew the case was still subject, Gayle and victor having never been found ; but it was no business of hers, null pointed to her even though the whole 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 winner was definitely not supposed to disappear.

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

Candy picked up the gasbag and used a long pink painted nail to open it as she mused upon that night a class ago ; the prevailing theory was that microphone, David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to have a little party of their own and superior had found them and in a craze murdered them all, the police had interviewed the desk shop assistant that had witnessed their candy kiss and it was the most plausible scenario in their minds - it was always the swain after all !

Gayle's soundbox had never actually been found but The medical exam quizzer had assured anyone who would listen that the ample amounts of her roue found in the bed most assuredly meant she had died that night and he could only assume that Victor had taken her torso for some sick guilt feelings driven reason. Candy smiled as she pulled the thick-skulled card from the envelope ; the constabulary were mostly slump, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a volition participant and she was almost sure Victor hadn't been the one who had killed her.

confect furled her eyebrow when she read the one pedigree written in the Same thick blood red ink as her name on the gasbag, ‘ meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the conclusion two letter of the alphabet, it couldn't be ; no this had to be mortal playing a sick gag and she was going to make them wish they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the large drawers in her desk, pulling her pocketbook out, opening that and pulling a small pistol out ; whoever was trying to trifle her would pay a very honey price for that mistake - cypher fucked with her and didn't pay a dear price for it !

She pulled the small weapon system powder store, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her bag, after slamming the tiny cartridge clip back domicile, and walked from her government agency, pausing only to verbalize to her secretary,"Tina, I'll be out of the post the rest of the day, I need to speak with a client."

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

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

As she stepped out of the lift, ripping the yellowed constabulary tape recording out of her way, she saw a lowly blonde sitting at Gayle's now disused work station, her back to the elevator. Candy stepped into the large lab, a thick layer of debris had settled on everything interior and she coughed softly as her feet kicked up lowly cloud,"Who are you and what…"

"Shhhhh, can't you see I'm working here ?"The pocket-sized blonde interrupted in an amuse interpreter as she continued to work at Gayle's old computer,"My my my, you have been a naughty girl."

"Wha…"

"Now be quiet will you ?"The charwoman interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hatred to have to rip your lingua out…that comes later !"The pocket-size woman typed a few More keystone with her gloved hand and whistled softly,"My goodness, how much did you steal anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This time the modest fair sex didn't laugh as she turned and to face the big-breasted blonde,"SHUT UP YOU ass BITCH !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blonde wig from her head,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three dumbass to assault and murder me, but you've been stealing the company subterfuge for the hold up four years too ?"

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

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

Candy shook her head and to her citation recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her purse, dropping the small leather bag as she pointed the pocket-size black steel weapon at Gayle,"well I assure you you won't get better this time !"

"That won't do you any good 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 class and stepped forward, pushing her glasses back up her nose once again,"In fact you'll find there have been a great many variety in me…"

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

Out in the street Victor was getting a piddling impatient as he circled the block for the fourth time, wondering what the hell was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, hack confect's estimator, get the incriminating information, and get out. But he had been waiting almost two hr 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 m maid ; he shook his promontory as she started towards him, shifting the car back into gear. He was about to occupy off when he saw Gayle walk cheerfully out of the building and wave the cleaning lady off as she pointed towards him ; Victor breathed a sigh of relief as the measure maidservant nodded and turned.

Gayle slid into the tail succeeding to him and smiled, her finger's breadth slipping her meth back up her nose,"Got it."

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

She tilted her nous and smirked at him,"I thought you liked young woman who wore glasses."

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

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