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lady friend Who Wear Glasses

Gayle adjusted her specs, the punishing thick lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slide them to the tip of her pocket-sized button nozzle as she sat glumly at her desk, invisible as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked compensate through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a little nerdy and didn't have the huge boobs that blonde bimbo candy, the place manager, had ; but she thought she was cute, maybe not beautiful, but cute for sure. Besides, she thought men liked diminutive asian women, even the mousey looking ace, considering all the Asian pornography the men here downloaded ; but evidently her post was the elision to the rule.

Gayle was thin and athletic but she never really bothered much with her appearance, favoring comfort and practicality over glamour ; it was a lesson her mother had hammered into her on a day-by-day basis, telling her constantly that any man worth having would prize her sensibility. Even so, as pretty as she was and as a good deal as her mother assured her there was someone searching for her even now, the men around this function, around her neighborhood, and seemingly populating the modest city she lived in seemed to favor the shiny over the practical ; Gayle guessed the old adage was true, men just didn't make laissez passer at miss who wore glasses !

Gayle sighed as she saw David from homo resource approaching with Mike from Sales and Tony from world sexual congress ; she had always thought David was kind of cute, in a dorky I look like a giraffe form of way, but the marvellous grizzly man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blonde office handler a hungry aspect as the top heavy slut hang over to beak up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the small-scale group of men approach, giving them a expert looking at her legs and pulling her snug bird tightly over her large bubble tail ; however if Gayle was buck naked and on attack she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why confect even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blonde had no interest in these men ; she had her middle set eminent up the food chain, squarely on the full shoulders of the salt and pepper haired CEO of this minuscule company, and who could blame her ; if the man wasn't Light Within years out of her league she would feature taken a nip at him. Gayle was pretty trusted that candy was going to use her rather ample trunk to sleep her way to the top, she had done a pretty good job already actually ; only twenty-eight and already the VP of Accounting - and the federal agency coach ! Technically Candy was Gayle's party boss, but since Gayle's invention and innovation drove this company the giggly blonde left the mouselike brunette alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in charge of research and development, she was inquiry and development - she was in charge of a department of one !

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

Gayle watched as the magnanimous breasted woman straightened back up and smiled her stylemark thousand watt grinning, a flashing sign that all but said infix penis here,"Nah, I thought I'd just go stag…who knows, maybe we can dance some."

Gayle sighed as she translated the conversation in her head, pushing her wayward glasses back up her nuzzle, ‘ No escort, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Anderson's trouser. But if that doesn't study out maybe I'll let you defile me instead !'She watched as David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in anticipation of going where damn near every man had gone before ! David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his pant and Gayle couldn't service but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own pin down rosehip and lilliputian freighter evidently of no interest to the gathered men as they continued to eye confect like the composition of centre she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had zip but an erecting to tender candy, then she had no pastime ; David wouldn't be defiling anything but his mightily hand if he decided to continue sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the nauseating panorama playing out in front of her rarely practice cubical, absentmindedly pushing her glasses up yet again and heading towards the league room without so a good deal as a backward glance,"cum on guys, get together 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 middle were on her wool-clad tooshie, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her suspicion were confirmed when she heard candy giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even rate being the butt end, so to speak, of a joke, so it had to be candy still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

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

Gayle dropped her head word as she literally bit her tongue to keep on from blurting out a snide comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; best not to annoy the insipid fair sex anymore than necessary, she really didn't need another lecture on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the weekly staff get together, being forced from the relative sanctuary of her lab, which encompassed the entire floor below this one, and forced to interact with the masses who she didn't truly read and was never really comfortable around, people who didn't understand her and were just as uncomfortable with her presence as she was with theirs. But nearly of all she hated staring at her genus Bos, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem good enough a word of honor, and trying to shroud what his smiles did to her.

She walked into the expectant wood paneled conference room, quite an abrupt modulation from the glass and sword décor of the rest of the office ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the tender organic fertiliser feel of dark polished woods that were more in fashion a hundred years ago than in this age of computers and hoi polloi production. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as engineering raced forward, he and his companionship had to keep step or die ; but he decided there was no ground the company couldn't employ the most New conveniences with vogue. In fact his office and, the affiliated conference room she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the authoritative mode and incorporating modern engineering science discreetly.

Gayle watched as Candy stood by her president, hiking her ridiculously wet skirt up slightly, seemingly in training to sit but more in all likelihood just to show off her shapely legs ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another snide gossip, as the men jockeyed to see who would pull out her chair for her. The lowly mousey char shook her fountainhead and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crew to hold her hot seat after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling chatter of the rapscallion's she worked with washy and quiet descended on the room ; she had a doctor's degree from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Jane Goodall watching the monkeys fornicate in the written matter room. But her boss was another taradiddle all together she thought as she watched the marvellous needlelike dressed man pass into the room with all the regal bearing of a king addressing his royal court. Gayle was in awe of the magniloquent man who always seemed to give birth a variety Son for her, always seemed to know what to do or say when she was stuck or upset ; he was everything a woman could require in a man and Gayle knew when she saw something way out of her conference so she kept her feelings, her desires, bottled deep inside, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a tender flower that she hoped didn't show on her face filled her dresser just at the passel of this gorgeous man, and that was the only one of the embarrassing effects he had on her as the tall blue-eyed god smiled down at his seated employees a moment before taking his seat and laying a slim down manilla envelope on the night polished Wood of the huge mahogany tabular array. She knew there was probably just a raw data printout inside ; at her urging they had done away with almost all paperwork, everything being handled on a secure network - it was a change that had saved the minor troupe nearly a million dollar mark concluding year and brought her her foreman's aid. But she knew one of the man's idiosyncrasies was he still felt more comfortable reading from a piece of paper than from a screen, but to his credit he didn't require anyone hold back his hand and create detail report for him, he simply printed out the raw data and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and smart as a whip, sometimes life just wasn't fair.

"afternoon Lady and gentlemen…"Anderson broke the silence, his loose smile still adorning his flawless expression,"I must say that this quarter's financial report is tending getting…"

"Sir ?"microphone asked with mix-up, he had thought in conclusion quarter had been unusually lucrative ; he turned to David but the man who ran accounting and knew what their gaffer meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax Mike, it's a beneficial thing."Carl David 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 manilla paper gasbag,"…according to this written report, piece of furniture solvent Inc. cleared nearly half a billion clam concluding quarter."There was a quiet murmur vowel of glad people as they all tried to figure what their bonuses would be."Ok…ok, we can all pride ourselves later."Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost unearthly power to take his employees'thinker,"But before we continue, I would like to lay the cite with whom it is due…Gayle Winters, I am grievous when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you Thomas Young lady, know that your voiceless word is noticed and appreciated."

"Um…ahhh…tha…thank you sir…"Gayle stammered shyly as she blushed under his smiling gaze, her trunk threatening to loosen her thinker as strange aesthesis coursed through her.

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

The meeting went on, the usual boring reports on the common subjects that almost ignored as they pretended to watch the information streaming across the holographical displays that appeared in front of each of them ; each seat at the table had a fully working workstation that, unlike the ones at everyone's business office desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the tabular array surface. It was instauration like this that drove this company to ever-higher gain, innovations that came from one place - the brilliant mind of one Gayle winter ! She knew she was the lone reasonableness this caller was successful ; a monkey could deal her designs and in fact mike in his team simply fielded calls for purchase request, they actually didn't sell anything because the furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the meeting came to an end and she wondered, as she did every hebdomad, why she had to be here ; her written report were sent daily to Mr. Sherwood Anderson so she never had a presentment, and she couldn't tutelage less about gross revenue or account or that Irma, the dame who cleaned the john, took a sick day finis week. Gayle dropped her head when she heard Candy's high, and extremely annoying, interpreter right behind her,"Remember everyone, Hallowe'en party tonight."She chirped like an agitate magpie,"There will be node, supplier, shareholder, and even potential client in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and finger free to convey a date if you wish !"

Gayle fought to control her pique, knowing the blonde bitch's last remark was a quip directed straight at her ; she had never brought a date to any company purpose, not in the eight years she had worked here - in fact she hadn't actually had a engagement since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to tuck the strength to get through another function party ; she was trusted she would someday misplace it and get as a psychotic gunman and end the annoyances in her liveliness with the good time of a twelve gauge. Gayle jerked slightly as a strong, but gentle, deal rested on her small shoulder and pulled her from her homicidal musings,"Penny for your thoughts."

"Ohhhh no…"Gayle laughed nervously as she turned to view Anderson sit in the plush chair next to hers, the president recently occupied by David ; but any attractive feature she had for the shaggy-haired accountant was forgotten as she looked into her bosses pale bluing, almost greyness, eyes,"I…ahhhh…I really don't think that would be a honorable idea."

"Mmmm, that bad huh ?"He asked with obvious concern etched across his stark case ; his dark hair had a smattering of Zane Grey but she couldn't assist but marvel, as she stared at his boyishly Whitney Moore Young Jr. looking grimace, just how old this captivating man was. When she didn't answer him he sighed and softly lay his large strong hired hand on her small, almost childlike, forearm,"Look, I know your coworkers can be annoying at multiplication but shooting them is not the answer…"

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

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

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

He smiled and chuckled softly, the bridge player on her arm giving her a little liquidity crisis,"low call up me Victor and second relax Gayle, I'm not going you bite you or anything !"

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

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

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

He laughed, an unselfconscious speech sound of amusement that brought a bright smile to her face,"You are a wonder Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her cheek softly, a true sin in the day of intimate harassment lawsuits but he was pretty sure he was in no danger from one Gayle winter, especially when he felt her tremble under his touching."seed on, go home base change into your cute teddy bear bear costume and we'll see you at The regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a party, cut lax and have some fun for a change."master paused and leaned in with a heartbeat,"Tell you a secret, having a practiced time won't putting to death you !"

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

"Better, now go !"He laughed before turning and retreating to his office. Gayle sighed with a belittled smile still lingering on her pretty red lip ; she wasn't sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was sure as shooting of one affair - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their piddling exchange had not gone unnoticed ; a viridity set of eyes narrowed as Candy watched Gayle outset for the door, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning vocalisation of the men she had been flirting with all good afternoon. St. David was an divert distraction for the buxom blonde but she had her spate set higher and she'd be damned if she let that mousey short twat get in her way !

Candy caught up to Gayle at the lift and stepped inside, giving her very much low coworker a friendly smile as the threshold closed, it was a diminished edifice and the blond was sure she could make her little schmoose without being disturbed if she was quick about it so she reached over and punched the emergency lay off button before turning to look 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 small step back in the bound space ; Candy's suddenly uncongenial attitude taking her completely by surprise.

"You heard me you little bitch, Victor is mine so back the piece of ass off !"

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

The big blonde turned and pressed to button for the next floor before disengaging the parking brake stop,"Just don't say I didn't warn you ; I've worked too knockout to get him interested and I'll be damned if you swoop in and shake your skinny ass at him…just back off and everything will be fine !"Before Gayle could respond, the lift dinged and the door opened, Candy quickly stepping out and walking away, her trademark smiling back in place as she greeted the few people still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few strange looks from the people who joined her in the small metallic element box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her good smiling to try and handle her nervousness, but it looked more like a grimace. Gayle couldn't get out of the building fast enough and nearly bolted the second gear the elevator doors opened ; but she managed to see herself, skulking through the lobby with her capitulum down and her arms protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus plosive speech sound and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the great deal passage vehicle to show up, the busbar rarely followed the schedule so it was mainly just a waiting plot and today she wasn't really in the mood to stand there and have mass stare at her like she was some science experiment gone awry. Gayle took a deep breathing space and started walking, she only lived about a mile away, it was a nice sunny, if cold, afternoon and she had meter ; maybe the farseeing walk would calm her some, she was still a piffling shook by candy's threats.

Gayle soon calmed into a relaxed measure as she walked down the nearly deserted sidewalk ; she wasn't worried even though the sun was threatening to go down before she got home, it was a safe townspeople and a soundly region. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the full-strength little shops that were on her street ; she never really paid aid on her bus rides home, she was usually lost in her own head thinking about some problem she had to solve at work.

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy kitty-cat costume she had ever seen - she had flannel that had more substantial ! It was basically a latex V that would barely cover her female child section and it had no back at all, just an insanely high cut Bikini with a modest derriere attached to the binding of it. She slowly walked to the large window and stared at the nearly naked mannequin, could she possibly dare ? Well superior did say cut loose, and showing up in this affair would definitely constitute cutting liberate, besides wearing this would so nettle that fat-titted milk cow Cindy, she'd choke on her cud for sure."God, I can't believe I'm doing this…"Gayle laughed as she shook her head and walked into the costume depot ; it was as if something was drawing her inside, as if something other than her was in control of her branch as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the counter and cleared her throat to get the sales char's attending,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the pot costume in the window, the Shirley Temple one ?"

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

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

"You're so favorable, men like small-scale women…especially of Asian descent, if you don't psyche my saying…you all look like beautiful minuscule wench !"The charwoman replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a cupboard,"I know, I was thin once upon a time, but two kids took care of that !"Gayle barely registered the cleaning woman's news as she turned and held out a low box,"Um…if you're wearing panties and a bra I can let you try it on but once you buy it I can't take it back…health dominion and all…sorry."

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

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

"Ok…cash ok or would you favour a board ?"Gayle asked quietly ; she rarely shopped in storehouse, buying well-nigh everything she needed online because she wasn't soundly with masses and crowds made her nervous.

"Oh sugar, cash is always king !"The woman replied with a sweet smile that told Gayle that if she paid cash it was doubtful this particular sale would ever be reported ; but what did she tending, if this nice adult female could cause a few extra bucks then more power to her. Gayle handed over the hard cash and started to call on when the woman cleared her throat and stopped the minor brunette,"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything but I was just wondering if you own a g-string ?"

"A g-string ?"

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

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

"Mmmm hmmmm, I thought not."The sales clerk replied,"So I'm assuming by those painfully practical place you're wearing, and the horribly sensitive skirt and blouse…well…white cotton 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 theme what was required to be sexy, evidently it was much more complicated then just a skimpy costume.

"Well seeing white pantie hanging out would variety of licking the grounds for wearing a skimpy costume."The woman laughed,"Men want to see your pretty bum and not your grannie panties…now about shoes…"

An time of day later Gayle stood on the pavement waiting for a cab, her thick parka the only thing protecting her nearly naked trunk from the insensate declination wind as it blew the dead leave of absence, from the trees that dotted the nearly deserted streets, across the urban center's concrete covered landscape with a mournful whispering hiss that seemed to try and tell her something she couldn't quite discern, in a language she couldn't quite understand. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something dark and menacing swoop soundlessly by, unseen but not quite unnoticed, in the grim blustery night ; was it that which the hissing, rattling leaves were trying to warn her of some dark spiritual world presence, or was it a admonition of something malevolent yet to come ?

Gayle shrugged as she saw the headlights approaching her, hoping it was the cab the nice fair sex had called her before closing up shop ; the night was cold and even though her windbreaker was top of the line, it still allowed the chill air inside to titillate her delicate, and mostly bare, hide with its icy kisses as she stood there holding her outsized bag that contained the wear she had donned that morning, all the habiliment she had donned that morning !

The nice sales event salesclerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone drawn, anything quite like the skimpy kitty costume ; she had stayed late and helped Gayle complete the look with a smuggled wig of tenacious silky hair's-breadth and bangs shorn straight across just above her with child dark eyes, long black lacing gloves that ended just below her small elbows, and black patent of invention leather iron boot that covered the lower percentage of her fatal fishing net clad legs. Two silver and gold rhinestone bracelets, a similar choker, and laborious black makeup accentuated the look ; the skillful older fair sex had even painted Gayle's digit and toe nails dark black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, powerful even. She looked safe and the sales agreement clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having second thoughts. She wasn't sure if it was the expiration of seeing herself through the previous cleaning lady's oculus, the fact that the fervour and euphoria of doing something so far out of her comfort zone was starting to wear off, or just that she was getting insensate and the decoy of her skillful warmly bed in her squeamish fond flat was growing unattackable by the second. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the hell she had been thinking when she walked into the small costume store, not sure at all that she had the courage to assume the lean outfit in public ; the mentation of so many people staring at her small-scale dead body, searching for her defect, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The large yellow sedan stopped in front of her and she stared at it a moment, it was decision clip ; did she just go family or did she screw up her courage and go to the party ? Gayle took a mysterious breath and reached for the back doorway with trembling finger, opening it and slowly sliding inside, her soundbox struggling to make even the dim-witted movement, like she was being pulled in two different counseling, the rophy in a cosmic game of tug of war.

"Where to young lady ?"The driver asked as he turned in his seat to look at her.

"The regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the speech sound of her voice strange in her own spike, the words strange in her mouth ; almost as if someone else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sense of rilievo as she sat back in the butt, clutching her gravid tote to her small thorax ; the decision was made and for respectable or ill the die was cast and her future no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her eyes and said a little petition to the god she had ignored most of her animation as the taxi pulled away from the curve and started traveling down the streetlight illuminated street, carrying her like some modern day Cinderella to an unsure future. Gayle was mulling over all the possible tragedy her great reveal would end in and missed the entire trip-up, actually surprised as the vehicle jerked to a period,"We're here Miss, that'll be twelve fifty-seven."

Gayle dug in her large bag, opening her billfold and pulling out a XX before looking up and handing the crease bill to the driver with a aflutter smile,"hold the change and…well thank you."

"My pleasance Miss, have a good night."The device driver replied with a true smile of his own. Gayle took a deep hint and nodded before starting to slide out of the vehicle before the driver's run-in stopped her,"Um..well Miss, its not my place really but you look rather nervous is all…um, well just so's you know…you look beautiful…um just sayin…ya know ?"

Gayle rewarded the blushing driver with a brilliant grin, this was the first man who had ever called her beautiful and she found that she liked being complimented,"Thank you."She paused as he returned her grin, obviously relieved that she wasn't angry that he had over-stepped some invisible edge, before she nodded again and stepped out into the Nox, stopping to take a deeply breathing space of the cold-blooded night air before walking with determination into the methamphetamine hydrochloride and sword door of the high-end hotel. She had made her decision and there was no period in delaying the inevitable ; she would soon be parading around nearly naked in battlefront of both her coworkers and relative strangers.

Gayle walked over to the large metal and glass response desk, her heals clicking loudly on the polished marble and echoing through the cavernous anteroom ; she stopped, waiting patiently as the middle-aged man finally degraded himself adequate to adopt notice of her,"Yes ?"

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

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

"Ahhhh, sure…"She replied, a niggling intimidated by the well dressed snobbish man as she dug through her oversize purse for her notecase, removing both her driver's licence and her work ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

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

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

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

"I can't afford the penthouse entourage !"Gayle exclaimed ; she made a honorable livelihood but the best way in the respectable hotel in the city was out of even her price kitchen stove !

"Oh, that is no problem Miss."The man replied, obviously relieved that it was something so round-eyed ; he had the great unwashed receive free stay in the penthouse before and the Price had come up on various occasion,"Mr. Anderson has taken care of everything…"

"Hold that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the titan bag that held most of her life, this time digging around for her mobile phone phone. She turned from the desk and took several whole tone away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing Victor's figure on the flyspeck keyboard a bit harder than usual in her annoyance - how dare that man claim such liberties ! Just because they flirted a little did not think of she would be jumping into bed with him at the first of all opportunity, just who did he think he was ?

"howdy ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

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

"Mr. Maxwell Anderson please !"

"Gayle ? Is something wrong ?"Carl Anderson replied, hearing the foreign timber in her articulation,"Are you ok ?"

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her infliction give her just enough courageousness to get through the sound call ; she was sure if he was standing in movement of him she would be putty in his helping hand and would throw let him lead her anywhere and do anything he wanted to her."I do not value you just assuming I'll spend the night in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could have at least asked !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a little scream as she felt a strong hand lightly respite on her low shoulder ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and observance as the small-scale melanise box that ran her liveliness slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched finger. She swore silently, sure her sound was a toast, when it suddenly vanished before her eyes ; she stared in amazed muteness a moment before she turned to look at Victor and watched as he hit end on her telephone set and then slowly hold it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold spicy eyes, seeing nothing but warmth and echt concern, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

"Wha…how…"Gayle stammered, shaking her head slightly, trying to bring out the spell looking into his heart had seemingly woven around her thinker ; she couldn't seem to think clearly or retrieve why she was upset, all she could focus on were the butterfly stroke churning in her stomach.

"Gayle, please distinguish me what's wrong…if somebody did something to tump over you…"

Her knees nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her small amphetamine arm with that large impregnable hand of his ; he wasn't even touching her skin and her body still began tingling in the most luscious way. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, she had worked with this man for over eight years, sometimes in quite secretive quarters, and he never had this effect on her before ; sure he flustered her but all handsome men did, this was something different. She took a deep, shaky, intimation as she stepped back slightly and tried to regain some of the outrage she had been feeling just second before,"I…I…it, well it was you who upset me !"

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

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

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

Gayle blushed brightly, even more illogical,"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 flushed face into her small work force and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to press back her teardrop,"God, I'm so embarrassed…"

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

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

"Well…um, would that be so bad ?"Victor asked in a tranquilize, quite good, voice.

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

"Gayle you are beautiful, wise, comic 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 eye as she tried to rivet on his look,"You…you really think I'm beautiful ?"

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

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

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

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

He sighed, trying to decide if he tried to step back and keep their relationship professional or bemuse caution to the wind and comply his nerve ; after a here and now his heart won the battle and he bent down, slowly moving in to kiss her even as he watched for any sign that told him to endorse off. He saw none and a minute later his brim lightly touched hers and she gave a fiddling whimper of surprise, but still leaned in to make a proper kiss of it ; after a moment he leaned back, his body trembling slightly as his head spun and by the wide-eyed face at her fairly look he was sure she felt the same,"Please severalise me I shouldn't apologize."

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

"good wow ?"He grinned, for sure that she had enjoyed the kiss as much as he did, he slowly spreading smile confirming his intuition a bit later.

"Good wow…very good wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her head against his thorax and shutdown her eyes as fear again clutched at the pit of her abdomen,"Please tell me you're not playing with me, kissing the poor ugly girl because you feel sorry for her…"

"Oh Gayle, you are not ugly and I am definitely not playing with you."Victor replied and as before, leaning in and kissing the top of her promontory,"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 take any interest in me."She leaned back slightly and smiled up at him,"You're beautiful…um…I mean gorgeous…ahhhh…"

"I'd be well-chosen with handsome."He chuckled softly, bringing a bright smile to her face ; a smiling he thought was as terrific as its owner.

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

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

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

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

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

"Make another card."victor smiled softly, sighing as she rested her head against his shoulder,"Come on, Lashkar-e-Toiba go up to your way and get your makeup fixed…"

"Oh God, I must be a mess !"Gayle exclaimed, suddenly mortified as she buried her caput even tighter into his chest ; ten bit ago she wouldn't have cared about a little smeared mascara but now it was immensely crucial to her that she look her best for the man whose branch she now rested in,"Oh…don't look at me !"

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

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

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

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

"Then I am too because right now what I want most in all the world is to concord you without all these imprecate clothes between us !"

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

"God damnit."She growled, dropping superior hand before walking quickly back to the shop assistant, snatching the visiting card from his hand, and whirling about to recall to Victor 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 orotund hired man and began pulling him towards the elevators once again, the with child man smiling as he let himself be led by the waifishly thin, elven lilliputian char. He knew she was nervous, watching her small manus tremble as she pushed the call clitoris ; he was skittish as well but probably for a unlike reason.

Their interaction had not gone unnoticed and Candy snarled to herself as she watched the diminutive woman she never dreamed would be a sober threat to her plans and the man who she had her sights set on as her ticket to slow street, to the life of lavishness she was for sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blonde growled as she watched the unconvincing couple measure into the lift and continued to observe until the room access closed and the routine above that door rapidly began to vary as the metal box holding her trophy and the stealer who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

candy turned and began walking down the wide hall that led to the with child ballroom, her heals clicking sharply on the white marble floor as she fumed inside and wondered how to deal with this new, to the highest degree unwelcome, development. She saw David standing at the large wooden doors to the dance palace and smiled as he waved to her ; an idea blossoming in her mind that might just salvage her programme for a life of leisure.

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

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

"carte ?"Gayle breathlessly replied, all she was interested in were the lips still brushing against hers, the strong dead body pressed against hers.

"You have to slide your bill of fare or the elevator habit move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how fast things were moving ; stunned but not really storm, he rarely was attracted to women anymore and the few multiplication in the past tense that he was thing always seemed to move fast. Those other intimacy always ended badly and he hoped against hope that this time would be unlike ; 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 unique !

He watched as she fumbled for the bill of fare and almost desperately swiped it through the reader, quickly turning and searching out his back talk once again ; her scent, her softness quickly driving the worry from his head as he eagerly returned her kiss. Time passed without card from either of them and sooner than seemed possible the lift sang out it's familiar ding to let them know they had arrived before the doors slid unfold and revealed the lobby of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The work of several famous interior decorators was lost on them, they only had middle for each other at that special moment in time as they walked as one, entering the large hallway that led to the large common elbow room of the spacious suite, shedding clothing as they went. As Gayle's windcheater hit the floor, Victor stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative oculus across her minuscule, nearly raw, body respective times,"Wow ! I know I said cut loose but wow !"

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

"Gayle…"

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

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

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

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

Gayle stepped back and smiled as she reached up and slid the tenuous straps from her small shoulder and the skimpy costume dropped from her body and bunched up at her feet, she shivered slightly as she stood bare, or nearly so, in straw man of the man she just realized she was probably in making love with. She made no motility to cover her small lithe body as she searched his aspect for some signboard that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his mouth slightly ajar,"Well… ? victor please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her eyes sparkling with joy as a wide smile crossed her lips, refusing to leave her blushing face even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted feet. She giggled like a school lady friend, her body humming with desire, as goosebumps sprouted on her rosy-cheeked skin, his hands on her bare flesh filling her with the most wondrous tingling ace ; she kicked her feet, giggling again as the lean contraband latex costume flipped off her small metrical foot and tumbled lazily through the air to bring down silently on one of the ridiculously plush couches. She leaned into Victor, resting her small brain on his thick shoulder and cooing out a quiet moan of contentment as he carried her across the enceinte grand room and into the just as vauntingly and just as deluxe sleeping accommodation, pausing next to the unbelievably enceinte bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down comforter. Gayle's straits was spinning and she could hardly believe what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly dirty, song and dance and she was the princess instead of the homely maidservant or half-sister for a change.

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

She grabbed his shirt, her small delicate fingers wrapping around the easy T. H. White silk as she pulled him down on the bed next to her, tenderly caressing his cheek as she smiled and leaned in, kissing him once again ; she just couldn't get enough of the smell of his lips touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few more osculation before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to differentiate you something…this is so embarrassing…"

"Hey, you can recount me anything…"He smiled as he caressed her face, his fingers barely touching her peel and causing a chill of pleasure to wash through her,"I couldn't possibly think any less of you…wait…um, that didn't phone right…"

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

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

"That's what I love about you, your humility !"Gayle laughed softly, amazed at how prosperous and comfortable she was laying naked in his arms ; she snuggled into his weapon and again began speaking in a shy subdued vocalisation,"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 Virgo the Virgin !"

Victor jerked back slightly, as if her discussion struck him with a strong-arm military group,"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 ?"Victor responded quickly,"There's no shame in being a virgin, we all were once you know."

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

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

"victor please…"She started to protest but he silenced her with a large well-manicured finger on her small soft lips.

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

"Me ?"She asked in disbelief,"Why would anyone ask about me ? I'm a nobody…I innovation place article of furniture for Pete's sake !"

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

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

"cuddle ?"He laughed, his eyes twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a lopsided grinning that made her mettle slipstream,"I have the most beautiful char in the world laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do full than a cuddle."

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

superior answered with just a grinning as he rolled over and straddled her small body, leaning down and kissing her nozzle softly, then her rim ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her sass but her sad whine turned into a soft moan as his rim tenderly kissed the voiced flesh of her ticklish neck opening, tickling her sensitive satiny skin with his ardent wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her consistence ; his loving buss like the soft touch of a butterfly's wing as his mouth brushed her bland skin, leaving horripilation in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her head into the easygoing pillows as his mouth found the belittled sensitive nipple of her small, nearly nonexistent breasts ; she had always been self-conscious about her lack of curves but superior didn't seem to listen as he teased the small heavily bumps with his lingua, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to sort out the strange sensations coursing through her as he left her chest of drawers and slowly kissed his way down her categoric belly, 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 body craved, it was Victor.

"Mmmmm, you taste so near ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered more to himself than her as he slid his cheek between her small slim second joint and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile spit, drawing More gasps and moans as she panted rapidly, trying to catch her breath as bolts of lightening flashed through her tingling and trembling torso. A tender glow formed in the pit of her belly, slowly spreading out to her appendage. After a few transactions of this howling torment of soft kisses, fall licks, and teasing investigation into her modest consistency, 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 sweat seem pale and futile by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged edge, her consistency screaming for release, even if she could only moan and squeak her need for that release ; finally he took commiseration on her and sucked her tiny level and self-conceited button into his mouth, trapping it between his strawman teeth and his glossa as he sucked gently, like a kitten breast feeding at its female parent's teat. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thigh clamped his head in plaza and her body arc, her muscles stiff and shaking as she rode through her starting time tangible sexual climax like a true sparrow spinning through a crack cocaine. After nearly a minute of arc she collapsed back into the soft puff and twisted away from victor's stern natural language, no longer capable to cover his teasing skin senses, her post orgasmic body just too sensitive.

He took shame on her and lifted his head from her dripping sex and started to crawl back up her body, unable to withstand the temptress vociferation of her smooth flawless skin and her sweet musky scent, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in reception to even the idle of his buss. He reached her head, using the bed cover to pass over his face, leaned in to kiss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy grin crossed her sass,"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 coquette her, and rely she saw his eyes glowing with glee, or maybe even do it ? A fille could desire after all.

"Can we just nurse each early for a little bit ?"She asked, tilting her head as his lips sought her bid neck, his clapper darting out and tasting the fresh saltiness of her fluid skin as she sighed softly,"I…I know we have to go but…but not just yet…please ?"

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

While Gayle was laying in Victor's sleeve, falling irrevocably in love with her boss, far below them Candy was gathering her minions ; she had her brain set on the tall handsome man and she'd be damned if she gave him up without a combat. She stood glaring at David, Mike, and Tony as the nervous men shuffled their understructure,"What the piece of ass is the trouble ?"

"I don't know…um Gayle is like a pretty nice someone 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 receive thought she'd be right up your bowling alley - she is built like a twelve class old boy after all ! That is about the right age isn't it ?"

"Wha…what ?"The poor dark-coated man replied in wide-eyed blow, licking his sassing 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 opine set up the garnishment to pay off the settlement with that boy's home ?"

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

Before Tony could say anything further she turned to St. David,"And should we spill about Miss Holt in accounting ? The one you served a gin and soda water with a crook of rohypnol…you remember her, she had to be taken to the hospital lastly Christmastime political party cause you can't tally 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 flavor before turning to the last 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 shit !"Candy snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished,"Just stimulate goddamn sure she spends the night in the hospital…or the morgue, trader's choice."She tossed a keycard to microphone before turning and starting for the room access to the small alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a auditory sensation that caused the three men to shudder,"Just make red cent sure she's not back at work ever again !"

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

"Don't"Was Candy's only reply ; but then she sighed and turned, knowing she had to give them more or they would run off,"looking at, if the cops start hounding you then I'll be your alibi…say we were having an debauch in my room or something."

"Ok, whatever."mike replied in a acidulate tone,"But when this is over I want what you have on me…because if we go down, you go with us !"

"No problem."Candy replied with a grin ; she had no intention of being these three idiots'alibi, and no intention of going to jail when they ultimately got caught, and no intention of turning the proof of their indiscretion over - her nonexistent substantiation ! She had her alibi ; right now she was giving a cock sucking to the tight-fitting eccentric from the mailroom, what did a half hour either way really matter anyway ? Once that pimply-faced nerd's trivial pecker hit her mouth, he wouldn't know what yr it was let alone what time ; she would make anathemise sure of that !

The three men watched as confect sashayed her sizable ass out the small room's door, seemingly hypnotized by the rear and Forth motion ; it wasn't until the door closed and the blond's quivering butt was lost from survey did the men break from their while, Mike taking a rich breath as he started for the door,"cum on then, let's get this over with."

Far above the three nervous men, master was donning his black ness as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the rumpled 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 case,"Ta daaaa."

"Ahhhh, my semifinal liberal Phantom."She giggled, pretending to swoon as she fell back onto the soft white comforter,"Oh shadow, are you going to enthral me…I hope…"

superior smiled as he walked back to her, his minor elfin dame ; so delicate in her beauty, so innocent in her charm. An ancient hunger tugged at him but his love was firm than such petty things and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their lips still lightly touching, as he heard her cushy moan of contentment."Every chance I get my love, for eternity if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupid party !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck as he started to rise,"Wait !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another osculation, this prison term her tongue tentatively peeking from her slightly parted back talk, her delicate moans growing louder as he took the sweetener and gently probed her oral cavity, seeking the offered prize and finding it waiting for him. After a few seconds that seemed to span hours, she dropped her head to the delicate pillows and sighed,"God, what the hell is happening to me ?"

victor sat on the bed, taking her small mitt in his,"Gayle ?"

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

"Something's bothering you."

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

"Gayle,"

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

"We can retard down…"

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

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For eternity if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and header to the political party to at to the lowest degree give an show and she was, after finally letting herself go with Victor, eagre to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the woman who was in love, the charwoman who was brave enough to wear the sexy costume she had purchased on a whimsy earlier that day, the woman who no longer hid behind baggy clothing and satire. As she was muddling this in her head, surrounded by silence except for the measured beats of Victor's strong spunk, his earpiece rang ; Gayle gave a little scream of surprise, then giggled at her silliness as she looked up with a shamefaced grin and a flushed face, Victor just smiling at her before checking the showing on the small electronic device,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a submit sigh as he connected the call,"hi ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him babble to the buxom blonde with a sour looking on his case, rolling his middle several fourth dimension before grinning at her as he shook his promontory slowly,"Yes, yes…I…Candy, it couldn't be helped. Just tell them something I had to conduct 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 prosperous enough to see by the exasperated look on his liberal look that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the aggressive blond woman."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is kinda hot and those boobs…wow !"

superior ended the song as he grinned at his minuscule paramour, sliding his phone back into his sac as he laughed ruefully,"Yes, she is quite well endowed…one would almost say sexy…"

"Oh ?"

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

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

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

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

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

Gayle looked down at he bantam bumps ; she didn't even bother with a bra, hadn't since she was twelve and wore a education bra. When she realized they weren't going to get any liberal she just stopped bothering and wore jersey like a boy ; gravity wouldn't be her opposition. Gayle looked up with a scowl,"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 bedroom door ; she shook her drumhead and laughed, sighing a moment later as she heard the elevator get in and soon depart, her new lover, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her headway, still ginning a grin that she just couldn't wipe from her pretty face ; for once life-time was full and she was going to enjoy it.

She crawled from the bed and searched for her clothing, she really hadn't paid attention to where her things had landed in those angry chaotic here and now as they had entered the room ; she was more focused on the man in whose arms she found herself in, the man she suddenly realized she had loved for as long as she'd known him.

Gayle dressed and took one last look in the full-of-the-moon length mirror, shaking her chief as she realized just how much her petty eubstance was left uncovered by the skimpy costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her rumination in the mirror,"Well girl, its now or never…ok then, Lashkar-e-Toiba go show the macrocosm the new us !"

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

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

"Just do what we say and everything will be fine."The tallest of the men said as they walked closer and spread in a easy hemicycle in forepart of her.

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

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

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

"My name is not David…"

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

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

"Shit"Saint David growled and did the sole thing he could think of, he hit Gayle in the boldness just as toilsome as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the trading floor."motherfucker shit shit…"

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

The two early men stared at him a instant before St. David shrugged,"well fuck it, we knew that might chance going in…"

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

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

"Look like ?"Tony asked, swallowing hard as his stomach contents threatened to shit an unwitting appearance.

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

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

"Or do we rape her and make it look like some fucking sex pervert did it."David finished, his eyes lighting up with the possibility ; he had never really taken a dear smell 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 centre wild with terror.

"aspect you fucking short prick."Mike growled as he roughly grabbed the smaller man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly naked physical structure as St. David watched with a minuscule snicker, the taller man feeling much better about the unit matter since rapine was mentioned - he liked his bitches to make him work for it ! Mike stood over Tony, ripping off his mask so the small man could see the earnestness of his words,"What ever we do, we all do it, we all end up as guilty as the former two so no one is tempted to fucking squeal to the cops - anyone talks and we all…all three of us, get the needle ! Got it ?"

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

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

Saint David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big joke,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around microphone, still grinning like a five class old with a biscuit, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the small man back to the floor before picking up the flyspeck woman's hitch physique and tossing her over his shoulder like a slaughterer with a side of beef as he started for the bedroom door,"And no sense wasting a perfectly good piece of ass, so I say rape."

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

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

"piece of tail hell !"microphone growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the smaller man to his feet,"Look, candy was right hand, she's as belittled as a kid. Just fucking close your eyes and pretend she's the short stoppage on the Pee Wee baseball squad !"Tony stared at him in horror and Mike sighed as his anger faded, he really didn't like the idea of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could stop David at this item and microphone did say what one did they all did,"Look, you don't have to finish or anything, just shove your dick in her a few metre and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to stare at him in horror as tears ran down his sick face ; microphone sighed and gave him a calorie-free shove towards the sleeping accommodation,"Look, you can do this…you have to do this !"

Far below in the raucous ballroom, Victor was listening to the inane babbling of one of the company CEO's he did business with ; a lot of patronage so he patiently smiled and nodded his school principal as the fat man prattled on about his golf game, Victor constantly checking his watch between glancing at the ballroom's with child threshold, the fat man's words lost on him as he wondered for the hundredth time what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stupid to realise winner hadn't heard a word he said, and slapped the tall man's shoulder,"That was classic !"

Victor smiled, forcing a chuckle from his back talk ; this was the CEO of the ten percent productive society in their urban center after all so indulging him was a business requirement,"Very amusing."

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

master looked up and interrupted the fat gull in straw man of him,"apology me Dylan Marlais Thomas, I just remembered I have something crucial to do."

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

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

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

"Something like that."winner mumbled as he walked away, his mind already forgetting the fat fool even existed ; something was going on with Gayle, something bad - very bad ! He had learned not to dismiss his visions a very long clip ago, they were rarely wrongfulness and even if this was one of the few times they were, he still was disquieted why Gayle hadn't yet arrived ; perhaps it was zilch More than she needed a niggling moral documentation, her costume was a bit revealing…

victor stopped when he felt a belittled hand take hold of his arm, turning to see candy's smiling face,"Buy a surd working female child a drink ?"

master looked down into her eyes and his raise Mary Jane recorded a million thing about her in that Split second, a million small pieces of data that suddenly had his breadbasket churning with worry. He could smell a man's seed on her, well a boy's since he recognized the scent of Collin, the intern who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this ambitious blonde man-eater permissive waste prison term with him ? He also heard her fondness racing in her chest, saw the veins in her neck distending as blood ran through them at ever increasing bulk ; he could smell her fearfulness and nervousness, see her educatee dilate slightly as she desperately tried to detain him. She was up to something nefarious, something he was for certain included Gayle,"What's going on candy ?"

She plastered that hallmark smile on her face as she poured on the charm,"Just a lonely little girl trying to get a fine-looking man to spend a slight clip with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his center saw through her execution in an split second,"Cut the shit you little bitch ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"Candy recoiled as his eyes literally seemed to blink red with ire,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the ballroom's bombastic ornate doors, his soft leather shoe making restrained slapping speech sound on the polished marble floor as he hurried to the elevators.

The concierge saw him coming, wondering what had the gravid man in such a hurry ; the immature man watched as Victor hurried past the elevator, his blackened mantle flying behind him, and entered the stairwell door. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to view the turgid man before he got too far to secern him the stairwell door were locked from the inside ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no sign of Victor, just his porcelain mask laying broken at the Whitney Moore Young Jr. man's feet.

Far above, as the confused Concierge gently nudged the dampen mask with his pes and wondered what had caused the deep scratched on the backbreaking porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining consciousness. She groaned as she opened her middle, her mind still too foggy to retrieve what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing wafture as she looked up and saw the savage smile on David's excited side,"Wha ... what…you hit me !"

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

This was too much for even microphone, 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 storm strength flipped the larger man off Gayle and onto the trading floor where he landed on the carpet with a damp thump and a flavour of utter surprise,"What the blaze ?"

"sufficiency, that is fucking enough !"microphone growled as he stared the taller man down,"I'm sick of this Irish bull ! Sick of you ! Sick of this whole shag 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 joint as he stared up at his angry booster. David started to fend as he continued whining,"feeling, you guys don't have to but I want to and you said that we were gon na …"

"I changed my mind !"microphone guessing back, kicking the taller man hard in the midsection and knocking him back to the floor,"violent death her is one affair, but this is just ill !"He turned to front at Gayle cowering naked on the gravid 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 lam the moth-eaten eyes man she once thought of as a admirer or if not that then at to the lowest degree a friendly 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 ankle and pulled her to him, his right helping hand flashing out, the tongue he held there biting into her flesh as he stabbed her stomach three quick prison term. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in shock, coughing up a small trickle of stemma, her wow choked off by the burning excruciation that quickly spread through her body.

"Don't concern, it'll be over soon…"Mike replied, his Logos cut off by a gurgling scream behind him ; he turned to see soul, or something, literally chewing his way through Tony's neck as the man screamed over and over, an cold-blooded auditory sensation that froze even a sociopath like Mike in place. He watched as Tony fell dumb, his eyes glazing over as his heading came free and his dead body fell limply to the floor, spraying hot red rip in all direction from the mangle mass of pith that had once been his neck. The large physique, dressed in a black-market cape and white profligate stained shirt, stood slowly, his eyes two brightly red coals burning in a hideously feral lampoon of a human face, Tony's severed head teacher still in his hand, the dark figure's claw like fingerbreadth clutching the smaller man's darkness hair.

There was a calm moment of silence as Mike stared into those bright fiery red eye, a moment that seemed freeze out in fourth dimension, an eternity exit in the blink of an eye ; but that consequence ended as the sinister shape dropped Tony's severed drumhead, screaming out a phone so former worldly and frightful, Mike swore his heart stopped for a minute. He didn't have time to contemplate what he was seeing and sense of hearing because before his eye could even record the cause, the beast crossed the room and push back his tumid clenched fist through Mike's head, like a hammering through a melon vine. Gayle gasped as mike's brains splashed over he small bare body, shielding her face as bits of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyes off the dark anatomy 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, reverence and his pant still tangled around his ankles making it a ineffectual elbow grease ; the creature snarled as it watched him, it's large albumen dentition gleaming a sickening tweed in the dim way as if they glowed some hellish lighting al their own. Gayle watched as the wight dropped microphone's corpse and turned to face Jacques Louis David, almost as if it were unaware of her presence, and slowly closed the distance with a dreaded insensate grace ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the beast stalk its next dupe, the horrible beauty of the giant capturing her aid and refusing to let it go.

The heavy dark form stood over David a moment, then threw back its head and let out a awful roar that shook the windows, a roaring that Gayle could sense in her bones. But the key sound that caused David to loose his bowels and void his bladder in unhopeful terror held no fear for her ; somewhere in that terrible strait she heard something fellow, something that offered comfort instead of annoyance, love instead of death. She watched with just curiosity now as David wept like a scared child, pathetically pleading for mercifulness in a lose weight frail voice. Suddenly the animal knelt, driving a brawny knee into David's stomach and forcing the air out of the taller man in an explosive gasp, a low menacing grumble emanating from somewhere mysterious inside the monster's massive dresser as it grabbed David's look in it's enceinte clawed hand.

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

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

master ignored her almost tacit susurration as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nothing but a piece of nitty-gritty to his sort ; Victor spoke in a low menacing tone, carefully pronouncing each word,"I am Vampyrie, a noble of the Night, a child of the Blood female parent, I have no clemency for the likes of you !"

Victor drove his head down, his razor sharp teeth ripping into Jacques Louis David's neck ; euphoria filled his mind as the hapless man's warm salty blood filled his back talk, the coppery sense of taste lingering as the blood slid easily down superior's throat, as had the blood of countless other someone before him down through the eon. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the discernment of human blood almost a sexual exit and superior knew why some of his kind had become so hook that they had slaughtered thousands of humans, becoming mad with desire for the lovesome vital potable that produced such exhilaration in his mass. But it was a short lived sensation and as superior stood, David drained to the close few drops of his life's blood, he could feel the tender wonderful tendrils of the alimentation frenzy slowly eluding from his mind, leaving him satiate and content.

He turned, his ire, along with his thirst, sated by the mass murder he had visited upon these men, and hung his head as he looked into Gayle's wide dark eyes,"I am sorry…I…I didn't want you to determine out like this…"He watched in electrical shock as she collapsed to the bed, only then seeing the immense amount of money of her blood soaking the now garishly red puff,"Gods ! Your suffering !"

He hurried to her side, 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 center fluttered, a conflict to keep them out-of-doors,"It's nothing, doesn't even hurt anymore…"Victor turned his impressive inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the heat of her injury, smell the shadow blood and the corruption that had already begun to eat away at her dying body ; her wounding were fatal and no Dr. in the man could pull through her !

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

"I'm here, why are you crying ?"She asked calmly, her small script reaching up to pass over away his rent,"Don't cry ; you're here, we're together…don't cry my love…"

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

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

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

"Not a monster…I…I dear 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 heart ending as she smiled,"I like that…eternity…"That was close enough for him ; he brought his carpus to his mouth, biting down hard and wincing, even Vampyrie felt pain.

He placed his torn bleeding wrist to her mouthpiece, petting her soft chocolate-brown hair with his former hired man as he leaned down and whispered,"Drink Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his combat injury and swallowing his rake, blood that would kill the human Gayle but would also consecrate birth to something more. Gayle sucked greedily at his wound a few more second before the brute in his descent banquet through her trunk and began the transformation, with which came nuisance. Her heart opened all-embracing and she screamed out her agony as victor held her shoot down,"Shhhh, I know my love, I know it hurts but the pain will sink soon…its ok…"She screamed one more time before the pain became too a lot and her mind, in an exploit to save her sanity, switched off and the blissful quiet of the fatal reached up and claimed her.

Victor sighed, gently placing his hand on her minor chest, feeling her affection slow and then finally barricade ; this was where her future hinged, either her gist would re-start and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die human. He waited, fear tearing at his brain as he searched her still body for any sign of aliveness ; but he found none, nothing but last resided in her small form and his heart sank as his head dropped, what was he to do without her, his unending life would seem so empty with out her at his side.

He lifted his head teacher suddenly and stared at her peaceful looking face, did he finger something, a flutter, the little flutter of life ? Yes, there it was again, her warmheartedness stirring ever so slightly, like a small bird rousing from a cryptic slumber ; suddenly a third gear twitch and then without any further monition her pith began beating strong and proud as life again returned to her minuscule body. But not the lifespan she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite human, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you hear me ?"

She didn't respond but the quiet pathetic moan that escaped her small slightly parted mouth was enough for him as joy filled his affectionateness ; but there was no metre to lose, she was still vulnerable until the transformation was sodding and that would want respective more days at least - she had been very near end after all !

victor pulled his ness from his shoulders and wrapped her small bloodstained consistency in the heavy silk and wool garment, it was midst and warm and would cater her enough protective cover from the cold ; he may have used it as a costume this night but there was a metre when this cape, and others like it, adorned his broad berm on a casual basis. He didn't need the trade 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 guarantee that she would remain that way, not yet.

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

victor walked past the lift, scooping up Gayle's giant bag as he passed, and down the hall, kicking open the door that led onto the roof garden that acted as a sitting expanse for the penthouse suite and straight to the forgetful bulwark that looked out over the construction roof proper. He sighed as he looked down the xxx groundwork to the tar and gravel airfoil below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the little wall, there was no other option, he couldn't take the principal elevator with a blood covered defenseless woman in his arms so he had to remove the maintenance elevator and it stopped at the roof below.

He took a deep breathing space and stepped from the top of the wall, falling the distance quickly and letting his legs bend with the impact of his understructure hitting the roof at nearly twenty mi an hour, not for himself but to save Gayle from as much of the jarring landing place as he could. meet she had weathered the leap with no ill consequence, Victor quickly ran to where the large maintenance elevator threshold stood closed to the cold air of the night, Gayle's pocket-size organic structure light as a feather in his blazon. She wouldn't have presented much of a encumbrance had he been a normal man, and he was definitely not formula ; he smiled as he pressed the call clitoris and was rewarded with a dim jaundiced light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the tumid metallic element box that smelled faintly of grease and paint and waited as it slowly descended the LXX floors into the sub-basement he hoped would be empty this meter of night ; smiling as the room access opened to near tar darkness. The inky black presented no problem to him, his eyes quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by various computer exhibit, a digital clock and the odd index number lighting was like high noon to his sensitive eyes.

He quickly walked out of the declamatory workroom, across the small dorm and to the steel doorway that led to the parking cellar, kicking tough and smiling as it easily gave way to his insensate forcefulness ; he walked into the brightly lit ulterior parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked hours ago, laying Gayle gently in the back seat before sliding behind the wheel and driving off into the cold dark Nox. It was time for both Victor Maxwell Anderson and Gayle Winters to disappear, to give up to live ; something he had done countless meter before down through more than long time than he cared to remember and, he was sure, he would do many more times in the years to total. Now though he no longer dreaded the eonian centuries ahead of him, he would no longer go through lifetime alone…





candy walked through the position, smiling at the citizenry working diligently at their desks ; she was still the berth managing director but was for sure that she would soon be resigning her spot. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to reveal his prudence to his married woman so the man began paying her off out of the company's ever-dwindling profits, accelerating the once profitable firm ultimate demise. The company was slowly going under as it tried to hold out selling and reselling Gayle wintertime's design, but with out any new innovation or the clever foundation she was noted for, their top customers were quickly losing pastime ; CEO's were infamous for their short circuit attention couple and Gayle's old innovation were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to impress your clients and competitors with tech they all had, no the biz was not he who had the proficient toys won but he who had the new toy first won.

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

She walked into her prominent luxurious position and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously opulent office chair ; all purchased from companionship cash in hand, from a high-end challenger no less. Candy looked down and was surprised to see a black envelope with her name written in blood red ink in thick bold stock on the front ; she rolled her eyes, this had to be someone's joke for the Allhallows Eve company tonight. She was actually a little surprised they were even having it after the incubus of final stage years party ; Mike, David, and Tony literally deplumate apart, Gayle and Victor missing. She knew the case was still give, Gayle and superior having never been found ; but it was no business of hers, nil pointed to her even though the altogether peck 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 Victor was definitely not supposed to disappear.

But it had all worked out in her favor ; the discombobulation that reigned afterward allowed her to steal even more money from the business's lacuna and the pudgy balding man that had replaced Victor as CEO was much more easily manipulated than he had been. Yes, all in all the unit thing had actually been a grace to the buxom blonde and had advanced her program to retire new by various years.

Candy picked up the envelope and used a farsighted pink painted nail to open it as she mused upon that Night a year ago ; the prevailing theory was that Mike, St. David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to have a little party of their own and Victor had found them and in a rage murdered them all, the constabulary had interviewed the desk shop assistant that had witnessed their candy kiss and it was the most plausible scenario in their brain - it was always the boyfriend after all !

Gayle's body had never actually been found but The Medical inspector had assured anyone who would hear that the copious amounts of her blood found in the bed most assuredly meant she had died that night and he could only assume that Victor had taken her body for some sick guilt driven intellect. Candy smiled as she pulled the thick card from the envelope ; the law were mostly even off, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a will participant and she was almost sealed Victor hadn't been the one who had killed her.

Candy furled her forehead when she read the one line written in the Sami thick rake red ink as her name on the envelope, ‘ Meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the last two alphabetic character, it couldn't be ; no this had to be someone playing a sick of joke and she was going to pee-pee them wish they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the large drawer in her desk, pulling her handbag out, opening that and pulling a minuscule shooting iron out ; whoever was trying to play her would pay a very dear cost for that error - nobody fucked with her and didn't pay a lamb price for it !

She pulled the minor weapons magazine, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her purse, after slamming the petite mag back home, and walked from her function, pausing only to verbalize to her secretary,"Tina, I'll be out of the office the relaxation of the day, I need to address with a client."

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

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

As she stepped out of the elevator, ripping the yellow police magnetic tape out of her way, she saw a small blonde sitting at Gayle's now disused workplace place, her binding to the elevator. Candy stepped into the large lab, a duncical stratum of dust had settled on everything inside and she coughed softly as her infantry kicked up humble cloud,"Who are you and what…"

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

"Wha…"

"Now be quiet will you ?"The cleaning lady interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hate to hold to rip your tongue out…that comes later !"The small woman typed a few More Francis Scott Key with her gloved mitt and whistled softly,"My goodness, how much did you slip anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This meter the small fair sex didn't laughter as she turned and to present the big-breasted blond,"SHUT UP YOU FUCKING BITCH !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blonde wig from her head,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three bonehead to violate and murder me, but you've been stealing the fellowship blind for the last four years too ?"

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

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

Candy shook her head teacher and to her quotation recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her purse, dropping the small-scale leather bag as she pointed the belittled black steel weapon at Gayle,"wellspring 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 missy I used to be."Gayle laughed as she calmly stuffed the blonde wig into the oversized bag she had been using for years and stepped forward, pushing her deoxyephedrine back up her nose once again,"In fact you'll find there have been a majuscule many change 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 little impatient as he circled the cube for the fourth time, wondering what the netherworld was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, hack Candy's computer, get the incriminating datum, and get out. But he had been waiting almost two 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 attention of a cadence maid ; he shook his chief as she started towards him, shifting the car back into gear. He was about to take off when he saw Gayle take the air cheerfully out of the building and wave the char off as she pointed towards him ; superior breathed a suspiration of embossment as the meter maiden nodded and turned.

Gayle slid into the can next to him and smiled, her finger slipping her looking glass back up her nose,"Got it."

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

She tilted her head and smirked at him,"I thought you care lady friend who wore glasses."

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

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