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Gayle adjusted her eyeglasses, the heavy midst lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly skid them to the tip of her little clit nose as she sat glumly at her desk, unseeable as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked right through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a piddling nerdy and didn't have the huge boobs that blonde bimbo candy, the office handler, had ; but she thought she was cute, maybe not beautiful, but cute for sure. Besides, she thought men liked midget asian women, even the mousey looking single, considering all the Asiatic porn the men here downloaded ; but evidently her position was the exception to the rule.

Gayle was thin and acrobatic but she never really bothered much with her appearing, favoring comforter and practicality over glamour ; it was a object lesson her mother had hammered into her on a casual ground, telling her constantly that any man worth having would appreciate her sensitiveness. Even so, as pretty as she was and as much as her female parent assured her there was someone searching for her even now, the men around this function, around her neck of the woods, and seemingly populating the small-scale city she lived in seemed to favour the shiny over the hardheaded ; Gayle guessed the old adage was unfeigned, men just didn't make passes at daughter who wore drinking glass !

Gayle sighed as she saw David from human resource approaching with microphone from Sales and Tony from populace sex act ; she had always thought David was kind of cute, in a dorky I look like a giraffe sort of way, but the marvellous hoary man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blonde part manager a hungry flavour as the top heavy trollop bent over to pick up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the small radical of men approach, giving them a good spirit at her legs and pulling her snug skirt tightly over her large guggle butt ; however if Gayle was buck au naturel and on fire she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why confect even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blond had no pursuit in these men ; she had her eye set higher up the food chemical chain, squarely on the unsubtle shoulders of the salt and pepper haired CEO of this small party, and who could fault her ; if the man wasn't light years out of her league she would have taken a barb at him. Gayle was pretty sure that Candy was going to use her rather ample body to sleep her way to the top, she had done a pretty salutary job already actually ; only if XXVIII and already the VP of Accounting - and the place manager ! Technically Candy was Gayle's boss, but since Gayle's designs and excogitation drove this company the giggly blonde left the mousy brunet alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in charge of inquiry and development, she was research and growing - she was in charge of a department of one !

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

Gayle watched as the large breasted fair sex straightened back up and smiled her trademark thousand watt grinning, a flashing sign that all but said tuck 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 date, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Phil Anderson's pants. But if that doesn't work 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 knickers and Gayle couldn't aid but roll her eye as she stood up, her own narrow hips and diminutive prat evidently of no involvement to the gathered men as they continued to eye confect like the composition of center she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had nothing but an erection to proffer confect, then she had no interest ; David wouldn't be defiling anything but his good hand if he decided to remain sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the sickening scene playing out in forepart of her rarely employ cubical, absentmindedly pushing her ice up yet again and heading towards the league room without so much as a backward glance,"come on guys, meeting in five and you know how Marian Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a shimmy in her step and wondered if anyone's eyes were on her wool-clad fanny, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her suspiciousness were confirmed when she heard Candy giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even charge per unit being the derriere, so to utter, of a joke, so it had to be confect still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

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

Gayle dropped her head as she literally bit her tongue to prevent from blurting out a supercilious comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; best not to annoy the insipid char anymore than requisite, she really didn't need another lecture on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the weekly staff meeting, being forced from the relative asylum of her lab, which encompassed the total floor below this one, and forced to interact with the people who she didn't truly realize and was never really comfortable around, people who didn't understand her and were just as uncomfortable with her comportment as she was with theirs. But most of all she hated staring at her Boss, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem good enough a word, and trying to hide what his grin did to her.

She walked into the large Sir Henry Joseph Wood paneled league way, quite an disconnected conversion from the ice and steel décor of the rest of the office ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the warm organic smell of dark polished woods that were more in fashion a hundred class ago than in this age of computers and passel product. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as technology raced forward, he and his company had to hold step or die ; but he decided there was no reason the fellowship couldn't employ the most modern conveniences with style. In fact his office and, the connected group discussion room she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the Hellenic stylus and incorporating advanced technology discreetly.

Gayle watched as Candy stood by her chairperson, hiking her ridiculously slopped doll up slightly, seemingly in readying to sit but more probably just to evidence off her shapely legs ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another snide commentary, as the men jockeyed to see who would commit out her chair for her. The small mousy cleaning lady shook her promontory and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crowd to hold her chairperson after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling chatter of the monkey's she worked with wither and quiet descended on the way ; she had a doctorate from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Goodall watching the monkeys fornicate in the copy room. But her boss was another story all together she thought as she watched the tall sharp dressed man base on balls into the room with all the regal bearing of a king addressing his lawcourt. Gayle was in awe of the tall man who always seemed to own a kind tidings for her, always seemed to know what to do or say when she was stuck or upset ; he was everything a cleaning lady could want in a man and Gayle knew when she saw something way out of her conference so she kept her touch sensation, her desires, bottled deep inside, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a warm blush that she hoped didn't show on her face filled her chest just at the hatful of this gorgeous man, and that was the only one of the embarrassing effects he had on her as the magniloquent blue-eyed god smiled down at his seated employees a import before taking his posterior and laying a thin capital of the Philippines envelope on the dark polished wood of the vast burnt sienna table. She knew there was probably just a raw data printout inside ; at her urging they had done away with almost all paperwork, everything being handled on a secure web - it was a change that had saved the small company nearly a million buck final year and brought her her honcho's attention. But she knew one of the man's foible was he still felt more well-to-do interpretation from a spell of theme than from a concealment, but to his citation he didn't require anyone hold his hired man and create detailed reports for him, he simply printed out the raw data and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and brilliant, sometimes life story just wasn't fair.

"Afternoon ladies and gentlemen…"Anderson broke the quiet, his easy smile still adorning his flawless face,"I must say that this quarter's financial paper is attention getting…"

"Sir ?"mike asked with mix-up, he had thought last one-fourth had been unusually lucrative ; he turned to David but the man who ran account and knew what their boss meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax mike, it's a good thing."Sherwood Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his laughter was sexy !"According to this report…"Phil Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a fountainhead manicured mitt softly on the manila gasbag,"…according to this story, piece of furniture Solutions Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollar sign close quarter."There was a quiet mutter of happy masses as they all tried to calculate what their incentive would be."Ok…ok, we can all congratulate ourselves later."Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost uncanny ability to read his employees'psyche,"But before we continue, I would like to lay the credit with whom it is due…Gayle winter, I am dangerous when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you Loretta Young lady, know that your hard word is noticed and appreciated."

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

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

The meeting went on, the usual boring reports on the usual discipline that most ignored as they pretended to watch the data point streaming across the holographic displays that appeared in strawman of each of them ; each place at the table had a fully working workstation that, unlike the ones at everyone's part desk, was all holographical and completely imbedded in the board surface. It was conception like this that drove this company to ever-higher earnings, innovations that came from one place - the brilliant judgment of one Gayle wintertime ! She knew she was the solely reason this party was successful ; a monkey could betray her designs and in fact Mike in his team simply fielded outcry for leverage asking, they actually didn't sell anything because the piece of furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the meeting came to an end and she wondered, as she did every week, why she had to be here ; her reports were sent daily to Mr. Anderson so she never had a display, and she couldn't care less about sale or account statement or that Irma, the dame who cleaned the lav, took a fed up day last calendar week. Gayle dropped her headland when she heard Candy's luxuriously, and extremely annoying, representative right behind her,"Remember everyone, Halloween party tonight."She chirped like an excited magpie,"There will be guest, suppliers, stockholders, and even likely client in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and feel absolve to bring a date if you wish !"

Gayle fought to operate her snappishness, knowing the blonde bitch's last input was a wisecrack directed straight at her ; she had never brought a date to any company use, not in the eight years she had worked here - in fact she hadn't actually had a day of the month since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to gather the strength to get through another office staff party ; she was sure she would someday lose it and occur as a psycho gunslinger and end the pain in her life with the flak of a twelve gauge. Gayle jerked slightly as a strong, but lenify, hand rested on her small articulatio humeri and pulled her from her murderous musings,"Penny for your thoughts."

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

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

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

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

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

He smiled and chuckled softly, the hand on her arm giving her a short squeeze,"First cry me superior and second base relax Gayle, I'm not going you bite you or anything !"

Gayle couldn't avail but smile as she blushed, she wasn't used to holding a man's attention, and definitely not a man like master Anderson !"Sorry Mr…ah…sorry Victor…I'm, well I'm not very ripe in social billet and I utterly suck at small talk."

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

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

He laughed, an unselfconscious speech sound of amusement that brought a bright smiling to her facial expression,"You are a wonder Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her face softly, a straight sin in the day of sexual harassment case but he was pretty sure he was in no danger from one Gayle Winters, especially when he felt her tremble under his touch."come on, go nursing home change into your cute shimmy bear costume and we'll see you at The regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a party, cut relax and have some fun for a change."Victor paused and leaned in with a wink,"Tell you a secret, having a good meter won't kill 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 small smile still lingering on her pretty red lips ; she wasn't sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was trusted of one thing - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their little exchange had not gone unnoticed ; a super acid set of centre narrowed as candy watched Gayle head start for the room access, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning voices of the men she had been flirting with all afternoon. David was an amusing misdirection for the buxom blonde but she had her sights set gamy and she'd be damned if she let that mousey minuscule twat get in her way !

candy caught up to Gayle at the elevator and stepped inside, giving her a great deal small coworker a friendly grinning as the doors closed, it was a diminished construction and the blonde was sure she could cause her little confabulation without being disturbed if she was quick about it so she reached over and punched the hand brake break button before turning to look Gayle in the eye,"Look bitch, he's mine so back off or you'll be pitiful !"

"Whoa…what ?"Gayle stammered as she took a small step back in the confine distance ; Candy's suddenly unfriendly position taking her completely by surprise.

"You heard me you little gripe, Victor is mine so back the screwing off !"

"I…I don't know what you're talking about."Gayle stammered, not for certain how to respond but the woman was a elephantine compared to her and Gayle felt actual fear trapped in the small elevator with Candy.

The big blonde turned and pressed to button for the future story before disengaging the emergency stop,"Just don't say I didn't warn you ; I've worked too strong to get him concerned and I'll be damned if you swoop in and shake your tightly fitting ass at him…just back off and everything will be exquisitely !"Before Gayle could respond, the lift dinged and the threshold opened, Candy quickly stepping out and walking away, her trademark smiling back in blank space as she greeted the few people still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few foreign looks from the masses who joined her in the small metal box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her topper grin to try and traverse her nerves, but it looked more like a face. Gayle couldn't get out of the edifice fast enough and nearly bolted the second the elevator doorway opened ; but she managed to moderate herself, skulking through the lobby with her head down and her arms protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus diaphragm and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the mass transit fomite to show up, the buses rarely followed the schedule so it was mainly just a hold back secret plan and today she wasn't really in the modality to stomach there and have people stare at her like she was some science experiment gone awry. Gayle took a thick breathing place and started walk, she only lived about a stat mi away, it was a nice sunny, if cold, afternoon and she had time ; maybe the long walk would chill out her some, she was still a little shook by candy's threats.

Gayle soon calmed into a relaxed cadence as she walked down the nearly deserted pavement ; she wasn't worried even though the sun was threatening to go down before she got home, it was a safe townspeople and a good neck of the woods. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the orderly piddling 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 lick at work.

Gayle looked through the windowpane and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy kitty costume she had ever seen - she had washcloth that had more material ! It was basically a latex V that would barely get across her girl region and it had no back at all, just an insanely high cut two-piece with a small tail attached to the rachis of it. She slowly walked to the prominent window and stared at the nearly naked mannequin, could she possibly dare ? wellspring victor did say cut loose, and showing up in this affair would definitely name cutting sluttish, besides wearing this would so get at that fat-titted milk cow Cindy, she'd choke coil 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 dress up store ; it was as if something was drawing her inside, as if something other than her was in control of her legs as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the counter and cleared her throat to get the sales agreement woman's attention,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the kitty costume in the window, the fateful one ?"

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

"Yes Ma'am."Gayle replied shyly, almost feeling like she was standing naked in figurehead of the honest-to-goodness woman.

"You're so favourable, men like small women…especially of Asian descent, if you don't mind my saying…you all look like beautiful niggling skirt !"The fair sex replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a cupboard,"I know, I was thin once upon a meter, but two kids took tending of that !"Gayle barely registered the cleaning lady's Word as she turned and held out a diminished 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 rules and all…sorry."

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

"Ah 29, ninety-nine…don't know why they just don't make it thirty Pearl Buck, like a penny is gon na make a difference…ok with tax that'll be thirty-two oh nine…let's just make it thirty-two even huh ?"

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

"Oh cabbage, cash is always king !"The woman replied with a sweet smiling that told Gayle that if she paid Cash it was in question this particular proposition sale would ever be reported ; but what did she care, if this nice woman could make a few extra bucks then more power to her. Gayle handed over the cash and started to turn when the woman cleared her pharynx and stopped the small brunette,"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything but I was just wondering if you own a thong ?"

"A thong ?"

"truelove, have you ever worn anything like this before ?"The sure-enough womanhood asked in a motherly spokesperson as she gently rubbed Gayle's upper arm through her thick parka.

Gayle sighed and slumped her shoulders as she slowly shook her read/write head,"No Ma'am."

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

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

"fountainhead seeing white-hot panty hanging out would variety of defeat the reason for wearing a skimpy costume."The woman laughed,"Men want to see your somewhat bum and not your granny panties…now about shoes…"

An time of day later Gayle stood on the sidewalk waiting for a cab, her duncical parka the only affair protecting her nearly defenseless body from the dusty fall twist as it blew the dead leaves, from the trees that dotted the nearly deserted streets, across the city's concrete covered landscape with a plaintive rustling hiss that seemed to try and tell apart her something she couldn't quite pick out, in a language she couldn't quite understand. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something dark and menacing microscope slide soundlessly by, unobserved but not quite unnoticed, in the dark blustery Nox ; was it that which the hissing, rattling leaves were trying to monish her of some dark unseen presence, or was it a warning of something malevolent yet to amount ?

Gayle shrugged as she saw the headlight approaching her, hoping it was the cab the nice woman had called her before closing up workshop ; the Night was cold and even though her windbreaker was top of the note, it still allowed the chill air inside to tickle her delicate, and mostly au naturel, shinny with its icy kisses as she stood there holding her oversized pocketbook that contained the wear she had donned that morning, all the clothing she had donned that morning !

The courteous cut-rate sale shop assistant had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone fag, anything quite like the skimpy pussycat costume ; she had stayed late and helped Gayle fill out the facial expression with a black wig of long silky hair's-breadth and bangs shorn straight across just above her tumid dark-skinned oculus, foresightful Shirley Temple Black lace glove that ended just below her small cubitus, and black letters patent leather flush that covered the lower piece of her mordant fishnet clad wooden leg. Two silver gray and gold rhinestone bracelets, a similar choker, and heavy black makeup accentuated the tone ; the courteous older woman had even painted Gayle's finger and toe nails dark black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, powerful even. She looked in force and the sales clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having second intellection. She wasn't sure if it was the loss of seeing herself through the older woman's oculus, the fact that the excitement and euphoria of doing something so far out of her comfort geographical zone was starting to wear off, or just that she was getting cold and the bait of her prissy warm bed in her gracious tender apartment was growing potent by the second. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the perdition she had been thinking when she walked into the small costume storage, not sure enough at all that she had the bravery to wear the lean rig in public ; the idea of so many hoi polloi staring at her small dead body, searching for her flaws, 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 time ; did she just go place or did she screw up her courage and go to the party ? Gayle took a mystifying hint and reached for the back door with trembling fingers, opening it and slowly slue inside, her consistence struggling to make even the childlike movement, like she was being pulled in two dissimilar directions, the rope in a cosmic game of tug of war.

"Where to miss ?"The device driver asked as he turned in his prat to appear at her.

"The regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the phone of her voice strange in her own ears, the language strange in her mouthpiece ; almost as if someone else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sense of relief as she sat back in the ass, clutching her gravid tote to her small bureau ; the decision was made and for unspoiled or ill the die was cast and her future no longer in her hands.

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

Gayle dug in her large bag, opening her notecase and pulling out a twenty dollar bill before looking up and handing the crumpled bill to the driver with a queasy smiling,"Keep the change and…well give thanks you."

"My pleasure Miss, have a good night."The number one wood replied with a genuine smile of his own. Gayle took a deep breathing space and nodded before starting to slide out of the vehicle before the driver's words stopped her,"Um..well Miss, its not my position really but you look kinda uneasy is all…um, well just so's you know…you look beautiful…um just sayin…ya know ?"

Gayle rewarded the blushing driver with a burnished grin, this was the firstly man who had ever called her beautiful and she found that she liked being complimented,"Thank you."She paused as he returned her smile, obviously relieved that she wasn't angry that he had over-stepped some inconspicuous boundary, before she nodded again and stepped out into the Nox, stopping to take a thick breath of the cold Night air before walking with purpose into the glass and steel door of the high-end hotel. She had made her determination and there was no point in delaying the inevitable ; she would soon be parading around nearly naked in front of both her coworkers and comparative strangers.

Gayle walked over to the large metal and glass reception desk, her heals clicking loudly on the polished marble and echoing through the erectile lobby ; she stopped, waiting patiently as the middle-aged man finally degraded himself enough to necessitate 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 lilliputian intimidated by the wellspring dressed snobby man as she dug through her oversized handbag for her notecase, removing both her driver's license and her work ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

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

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

"Mr. Carl Anderson made all the arrangements…he did betoken that there would be no problems…I do trust the penthouse rooms will be acceptable…"The man stammered, confused by her strangely unfriendly posture ; he had never had anyone upset about being in the penthouse retinue,"I assure you the room is quite comfortable…"

"I can't afford the penthouse suite !"Gayle exclaimed ; she made a in force animation but the best room in the right hotel in the metropolis was out of even her Mary Leontyne Price chain !

"Oh, that is no job Miss."The man replied, obviously relieved that it was something so simple-minded ; he had mass receive complimentary stays in the penthouse before and the price had come up on several occasion,"Mr. Sherwood Anderson has taken care of everything…"

"grasp that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the giant handbag that held almost of her life history, this time digging around for her cadre earphone. She turned from the desk and took several footprint away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing winner's number on the tiny keyboard a bit harder than usual in her annoyance - how dare that man subscribe such liberty ! Just because they flirted a little did not mean she would be jumping into bed with him at the for the first time opportunity, just who did he consider he was ?

"hello ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

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

"Mr. Anderson please !"

"Gayle ? Is something wrongly ?"Phil Anderson replied, hearing the strange tonus in her phonation,"Are you ok ?"

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her annoyance fall in her just enough courage to get through the phone telephone call ; she was sure if he was standing in front man of him she would be putty in his hand and would have let him leave her anyplace and do anything he wanted to her."I do not appreciate you just assuming I'll spend the dark in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could experience at least need !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a fiddling scream as she felt a strong hand lightly quietus on her belittled shoulder ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and observation as the lowly black box that ran her life slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched finger's breadth. She swore silently, sure her headphone was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her centre ; she stared in out silence a moment before she turned to look at master and watched as he hit end on her earpiece and then slowly hold it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold down optic, seeing zippo but affectionateness and true concern, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

"Wha…how…"Gayle stammered, shaking her brain slightly, trying to break the go looking into his centre had seemingly woven around her mind ; she couldn't seem to consider clearly or commend why she was upset, all she could concenter on were the butterflies churning in her stomach.

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

Her knees nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her small upper arm with that declamatory strong paw of his ; he wasn't even touching her tegument and her dead body still began tingling in the most delicious way. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, she had worked with this man for over eight age, sometimes in quite close stern, 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 late, wonky, breath as she stepped back slightly and tried to regain some of the outrage she had been feeling just mo before,"I…I…it, well it was you who upset me !"

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

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

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

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

He sighed and reached out gently, pulling her into a loose embracement before speaking,"Shhhh now, there is nix to be embarrassed about. This wasn't some villainous plan to sleep with you I promise, not that I'm adverse to the idea…"

Gayle looked up suddenly, her tears now forgotten as the butterfly stroke 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 quiet, quite serious, 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, smart, funny and kind…how could any man not be attracted to you ?"Victor smiled as he pulled her glasses off and tenderly wiped her tears away with his thumb.

"Me…me ?"She stammered again, blinking the tears out of her heart as she tried to concentre on his brass,"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 induce 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 seacoast is crazy then…"She paused and looked up at him,"You really think…really like me ?"

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

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

He sighed, trying to decide if he tried to pace back and keep their relationship professional or throw forethought to the wind and trace his heart ; after a moment his heart and soul won the battle and he bent down, slowly moving in to snog her even as he watched for any sign that told him to support off. He saw none and a moment later his lips lightly touched hers and she gave a trivial whimper of surprisal, but still leaned in to make a proper kiss of it ; after a present moment he leaned back, his body trembling slightly as his head spun and by the round-eyed look at her jolly boldness he was indisputable she felt the Same,"Please tell me I shouldn't apologize."

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

"commodity wow ?"He grinned, sure that she had enjoyed the kiss as much as he did, he slowly spreading smiling confirming his suspicion a present moment later.

"goodness wow…very respectable wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her head word against his pectus and closing her eye as fear again clutched at the pit of her belly,"Please tell me you're not playing with me, kissing the poor ugly girl because you feel sad for her…"

"Oh Gayle, you are not ugly and I am definitely not playing with you."superior replied and as before, leaning in and kissing the top of her capitulum,"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 value I never dreamed you could possibly ingest any interestingness in me."She leaned back slightly and smiled up at him,"You're beautiful…um…I mean value gorgeous…ahhhh…"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"brand another card."Victor smiled softly, sighing as she rested her headway against his shoulder,"seminal fluid on, lets go up to your room and get your composition fixed…"

"Oh God, I must be a mess !"Gayle exclaimed, suddenly mortified as she buried her straits even tighter into his chest ; ten minutes ago she wouldn't have cared about a short besmirch mascara but now it was immensely important to her that she look her outdo for the man whose coat of arms she now rested in,"Oh…don't tone at me !"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Later !"Gayle growled as she retook Victor's large hired hand and began pulling him towards the elevators once again, the great man smiling as he let himself be led by the waifishly thin, elven tiny woman. He knew she was nervous, watching her low hand tremble as she pushed the call button ; he was nervous as well but probably for a unlike reason.

Their interaction had not gone unnoticed and candy snarled to herself as she watched the tiny woman she never dreamed would be a sober threat to her plans and the man who she had her sights set on as her just the ticket to gentle street, to the life of luxury she was sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blonde growled as she watched the unlikely pair off step into the elevator and continued to watch until the room access closed and the routine above that door rapidly began to alter as the metal box holding her loot and the stealer who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

Candy turned and began walking down the wide-eyed hall that led to the great ballroom, her heals clicking sharply on the white-hot marble floor as she fumed inside and wondered how to plow with this new, most unwished, maturation. She saw David standing at the orotund wooden room access to the dance hall and smiled as he waved to her ; an idea inflorescence in her mind that might just salvage her design for a animation of leisure.

She smiled brightly as she waved back, adding a pronounce sway to her hips as she walked toward him with her berm pressed back and her ample busom leading the way,"St. 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 former and pressing their lips together as soon as the room access slid shut,"Slide your card…"

"Card ?"Gayle breathlessly replied, all she was concerned in were the lips still brushing against hers, the hard body pressed against hers.

"You have to slide your card or the lift wont move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how tight thing were moving ; stunned but not really surprised, he rarely was attracted to cleaning lady anymore and the few prison term in the past that he was affair always seemed to move fast. Those other contact always ended badly and he hoped against Hope that this clip would be dissimilar ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to work out this time, Gayle was special and he was tired of being alone !

He watched as she fumbled for the card and almost desperately swiped it through the reader, quickly turning and searching out his lips once again ; her fragrance, her softness quickly driving the concern from his mind as he eagerly returned her kisses. Time passed without bill from either of them and rather than seemed possible the elevator sang out it's companion ding to let them know they had arrived before the doorway slid open and revealed the foyer of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The work of several famous interior decorators was lost on them, they only had middle for each early at that fussy consequence in time as they walked as one, entering the enceinte hallway that led to the great unwashed room of the roomy suite, shedding clothing as they went. As Gayle's parka hit the floor, Victor stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative eye across her lowly, nearly nude, body several clip,"Wow ! I know I said cut loose but wow !"

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

"Gayle…"

"I know its skimpy…and…and I know I have the dead body of a twelve year 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 arms once again gently encircling her, as if that was what they wee made to do, looking down into her all-embracing benighted eyes as,"I've noticed you every day for the last eight years…I can't tell you how many times when I leaned over your shoulder to bet at something and caught your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of possession 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 consume kissed me and never stopped !"She sighed, a face of pensive joy replacing her previous expression of worry,"We wasted so much 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 thin straps from her small shoulders and the lean costume dropped from her eubstance and bunched up at her base, she shivered slightly as she stood naked, or nearly so, in front of the man she just realized she was probably in love with. She made no move to cover her small lithe consistency as she searched his face for some sign that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his mouth slightly ajar,"Well… ? Victor please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her middle sparkling with joy as a wide smile crossed her lip, refusing to leave her blushing face even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted feet. She giggled like a school day girl, her organic structure humming with desire, as goosebumps sprouted on her flushed pelt, his hands on her bare flesh filling her with the most wondrous tingling sensations ; she kicked her foundation, giggling again as the skimpy opprobrious latex paint costume flipped off her small feet and tumbled lazily through the air to set ashore silently on one of the ridiculously plush couches. She leaned into victor, resting her small capitulum on his thick shoulder and cooing out a pipe down groan of contentment as he carried her across the large opulent room and into the just as large and just as luxurious bedroom, pausing next to the unbelievably large bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down comforter. Gayle's head was spinning and she could hardly believe what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly contaminating, fairytale and she was the princess instead of the homely maid or stepsister for a change.

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

She grabbed his shirt, her small ticklish fingers wrapping around the delicate 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 feel of his lips touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few more than buss before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to tell you something…this is so embarrassing…"

"Hey, you can recite me anything…"He smiled as he caressed her grimace, his fingers barely touching her skin and causing a shudder of pleasure to moisten through her,"I couldn't possibly think any less of you…wait…um, that didn't speech sound right…"

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

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

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

Victor jerked back slightly, as if her words struck him with a strong-arm force,"Seriously ? How is that possible ?"

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

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

"I…I'm sorry…"

"For what ?"winner 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 proficient at this sort of thing…"

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

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

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

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

"Gayle, you are a rock star to these multitude !"He laughed as he rested his head on the gentle pillow next to hers,"There's one affair about CEO's, we love our toy dog and you make the estimable toys."

She just shook her head, not sure if she believed him or not but not really caring, as long as he thought she was peculiar 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 grin that made her heart race,"I have the most beautiful woman in the world laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do intimately 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 modest body, leaning down and kissing her nose softly, then her lips ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her lip but her pitiful whine turned into a soft moan as his backtalk tenderly kissed the sonant anatomy of her soft neck, tickling her sensitive satiny skin with his tender wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her body ; his loving osculation like the soft touch of a butterfly's wings as his lip brushed her suave cutis, leaving gooseflesh in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her head into the soft pillows as his mouth found the small sensitive nipples of her minuscule, nearly nonexistent breasts ; she had always been self-conscious about her deficiency of breaking ball but Victor didn't seem to mind as he teased the pocket-sized unvoiced bumps with his lingua, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to sort out the strange sense datum coursing through her as he left her chest and slowly kissed his way down her unconditional tum, jerking slightly when she felt his tongue every so lightly lick the inside of her reduce, 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 chip in her what her consistence craved, it was Victor.

"Mmmmm, you taste so good ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered more to himself than her as he slid his look between her minuscule thin thighs and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile lingua, drawing Thomas More gasps and groan as she panted rapidly, trying to catch her breathing time as bolts of lightening flashed through her tingling and trembling body. A warm glow formed in the pit of her stomach, slowly spreading out to her extremities. After a few arcminute of this grand twisting of soft osculation, get off poke, and teasing investigation into her small body, she began to tremble even more violently ; she had never felt anything like this before, she had pleased herself before but this was something so far beyond that it made her travail seem blench and fruitless by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged edge, her consistency screaming for passing, even if she could only moan and skreak her demand for that release ; finally he took pathos on her and sucked her tiny purge and swollen button into his sassing, trapping it between his front dentition and his tongue as he sucked gently, like a kitten nursing at its mother's mammilla. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thighs clamped his oral sex in post and her body arched, her muscularity inflexible and shaking as she rode through her first gear real orgasm like a sparrow spinning through a twister. After nearly a arcminute she collapsed back into the soft comforter and twisted away from Victor's unappeasable tongue, no longer able to manage his teasing contact, her post orgasmic dead body just too sensitive.

He took pathos on her and lifted his oral sex from her dripping sex and started to crawl back up her body, unable to baulk the siren song of her quiet flawless hide and her sugared musky olfactory property, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in reception to even the lightest of his kisses. He reached her head, using the bed covering to wipe his face, leaned in to osculate her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy smile crossed her backtalk,"Oh God Victor…that was…was ... I…thank you…"

"Thank you ?"He chuckled as he leaned in and kissed her again,"wellspring you're very welcome."She smiled ; glad he didn't tantalization her, and swore she saw his eyes glowing with hilarity, or maybe even roll in the hay ? A girl could hope after all.

"Can we just hold each other for a little bit ?"She asked, tilting her head as his sassing sought her attender neck, his tongue darting out and tasting the sweet saltiness of her placid skin as she sighed softly,"I…I know we have to go but…but not just yet…please ?"

He brushed his brim against her sensitive peel one Sir Thomas More prison term, his indulgent hint causing her to shiver slightly, before he lay adjacent to her, ignoring the wrinkled spate he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in master's weaponry, falling irrevocably in making love with her boss, far below them confect was gathering her minions ; she had her mind set on the tall handsome man and she'd be damned if she gave him up without a fight. She stood glaring at Saint David, mike, and Tony as the nervous men shuffled their feet,"What the ass is the job ?"

"I don't know…um Gayle is like a somewhat nice mortal 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 blonde exclaimed as she stared the three men down, quickly turning her attending to Tony,"I would ingest thought she'd be properly up your alley - she is built like a XII yr old boy after all ! That is about the good age isn't it ?"

"Wha…what ?"The curtly brown-haired man replied in round-eyed daze, licking his lips nervously as he looked around,"I…I ahh…um, I don't know what you're talking about."

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

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

Before Tony could say anything further she turned to David,"And should we talk about young woman Holt in accounting ? The one you served a gin and tonic water with a turn of rohypnol…you call back her, she had to be taken to the hospital final Noel Party campaign you can't counting and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

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

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

"I don't establish a shit !"Candy snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished,"Just make goddamn sure she spends the night in the hospital…or the morgue, dealer's choice."She tossed a keycard to microphone before turning and starting for the room access to the minor alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a sound that caused the three men to shudder,"Just make damn sure as shooting she's not back at work ever again !"

"Hey, what if we get caught ?"David asked, the fear slurring his word of honor slightly ; the nice buzz he had worked so hard to achieve a recollective forget memory.

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

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

"No problem."Candy replied with a grinning ; she had no intention of being these three idiots'exculpation, and no intention of going to jail when they ultimately got caught, and no purpose of turning the trial impression of their peccadillo over - her nonexistent proof ! She had her alibi ; right now she was giving a blowjob to the tightfitting geek from the mailroom, what did a one-half time of day either way really count anyway ? Once that pimply-faced wonk's small pecker hit her mouth, he wouldn't know what year it was let alone what prison term ; she would clear darn sure of that !

The three men watched as Candy sashayed her ample ass out the minuscule room's door, seemingly hypnotized by the spine and forth motion ; it wasn't until the doorway closed and the blond's quivering keister was lost from view did the men break from their while, mike taking a deep breathing spell as he started for the door,"Come on then, let's get this over with."

Far above the three nervous men, winner was donning his grim cape as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the rumpled bed,"So vampire ?"

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

"Ahhhh, my semifinal handsome Phantom."She giggled, pretending to swoon as she fell back onto the balmy white comfort,"Oh Phantom, are you going to dishonour me…I hope…"

winner smiled as he walked back to her, his small elfin doll ; so delicate in her beauty, so inexperienced person in her charms. An antediluvian thirst tugged at him but his love was firm than such petty thing and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their lip still lightly touching, as he heard her balmy moan of contentment."Every chance I get my love life, for eternity if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupid company !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck opening as he started to climb up,"wait !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another kiss, this meter her clapper tentatively peeking from her slightly parted lips, her soft moan growing louder as he took the come-on and gently probed her mouth, seeking the offered award and finding it waiting for him. After a few seconds that seemed to span hours, she dropped her head to the flabby pillows and sighed,"God, what the hell is happening to me ?"

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

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

"Something's bothering you."

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

"Gayle,"

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

"We can slow down…"

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

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For eternity if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and head to the party to at least make up an appearance and she was, after finally letting herself go with victor, aegir to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the womanhood who was in passion, the woman who was brave enough to wear the sexy costume she had purchased on a whim earlier that day, the woman who no foresightful hid behind sloppy clothing and sarcasm. As she was muddling this in her head, surrounded by silence except for the measured beats of Victor's strong warmheartedness, his earphone rang ; Gayle gave a picayune sidesplitter of surprisal, 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 display on the pocket-size electronic device,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a resigned sigh as he connected the cry,"howdy ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him babble to the buxom blond with a sour smell on his case, rolling his eyes various prison term before grinning at her as he shook his mind slowly,"Yes, yes…I…Candy, it couldn't be helped. Just tell them something I had to deal with came up…no…no, I'll be down shortly…yes, I look forward to seeing you too…"

"Oh you do, do you ?"Gayle teased ; she wasn't worried, it was slow enough to see by the exasperate look on his handsome face that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the belligerent blonde fair sex."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is kinda hot and those boobs…wow !"

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

"Oh ?"

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

"Oh My God !"She laughed as she fell back to the bed, curling up like a cat as she smiled at him,"You are a very mingy 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 human face three meter a day !"

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

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

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

"But what ? Your boob 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 doorway ; she shook her head and laughed, sighing a present moment later as she heard the elevator arrive and soon depart, her new buff, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her fountainhead, still ginning a grin that she just couldn't wipe from her pretty face ; for once life was good and she was going to enjoy it.

She crawled from the bed and searched for her clothing, she really hadn't paid care to where her thing had landed in those godforsaken helter-skelter moments as they had entered the way ; she was more focused on the man in whose weapon 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 feeling in the full length mirror, shaking her head as she realized just how much her little body was left reveal by the lean costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her reflection in the mirror,"well little girl, its now or never…ok then, Army of the Pure go show the public the new us !"

She turned, still smiling like an moron, and walked out into the rough-cut way just as the elevator dinged,"Now what did he forget…"Her intelligence died in her throat as she saw three men tread off the elevator, their faces covered by their costume mask,"Who… ?"

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

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

"Saint 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 representative stupid."She replied with a minuscule smirk,"Did Victor send you ? So what's the gag ?"

"My name is not David…"

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

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

"SOB"David growled and did the only when matter he could cogitate of, he hit Gayle in the face just as severely as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the floor."tinker's damn 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 moment before David shrugged,"wellspring fuck it, we knew that might happen going in…"

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

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

"Look like ?"Tony asked, swallowing hard as his belly mental object threatened to build 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 low-keyed voice.

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

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

"smell you fucking small prick."microphone growled as he roughly grabbed the smaller man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly naked body as David watched with a little snigger, the taller man feeling a lot better about the whole thing since rape was mentioned - he liked his bitches to take in him work for it ! microphone stood over Tony, ripping off his masque so the smaller man could see the serious-mindedness of his parole,"What ever we do, we all do it, we all end up as guilty as the other two so no one is tempted to fucking squeal to the copper - anyone public lecture 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 piteous attempt at defiance.

"Then we leave your drained body side by side to hers."mike replied coldly, staring at the sniveling little man a present moment before turning to David,"You got a job with that ?"

David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big jape,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around Mike, still grinning like a five year old with a cookie, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the little man back to the floor before picking up the tiny woman's hobble frame and tossing her over his shoulder like a fuckup with a side of meat of beef as he started for the bedchamber door,"And no sentiency wasting a perfectly good piece of ass, so I say rape."

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

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

"Fucking hell !"microphone growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the smaller man to his human foot,"feeling, confect was right, she's as small as a kid. Just fucking close your centre and pretend she's the short stop on the Pee Wee baseball squad !"Tony stared at him in horror and microphone sighed as his wrath faded, he really didn't like the idea of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could stop David at this point and Mike did say what one did they all did,"Look, you don't have to end up or anything, just squeeze your shaft in her a few clip and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to stare at him in repulsion as binge ran down his pale look ; microphone sighed and gave him a light shove towards the sleeping room,"Look, you can do this…you have got to do this !"

Far below in the raucous ballroom, superior was listening to the inane babbling of one of the troupe CEO's he did business organisation with ; a lot of business concern so he patiently smiled and nodded his foreland as the fat man prattled on about his golf game, Victor constantly checking his picket between glancing at the ballroom's large doors, the fat man's words lost on him as he wondered for the hundredth fourth dimension what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stupid to realize Victor hadn't heard a word he said, and slapped the marvellous man's berm,"That was classical !"

superior smiled, forcing a chuckle from his lips ; this was the CEO of the one-tenth racy company in their city after all so indulging him was a stage business necessity,"Very amusing."

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

Victor looked up and interrupted the fat fool in forepart of him,"exculpation me Norman Thomas, I just remembered I have something of import to do."

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

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

"Oh very well."Thomas the doubting Apostle laughed cheerfully, too stupid person to realize he was being brushed off,"No rest for the prankish hey ?"

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

Victor stopped when he felt a lowly hand catch his arm, turning to see Candy's smiling face,"Buy a hard working daughter a drink ?"

master looked down into her optic and his intensify senses recorded a million things about her in that split second, a million small pieces of data that suddenly had his tummy churning with trouble. He could smell a man's germ on her, well a boy's since he recognized the olfactory property of Collin, the intern who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this challenging blonde cannibal waste time with him ? He also heard her heart racing in her chest, saw the vena in her neck distending as parentage ran through them at ever increasing volume ; he could sense her reverence and jumpiness, see her student dilate slightly as she desperately tried to retard him. She was up to something nefarious, something he was sure include Gayle,"What's going on confect ?"

She plastered that hallmark grinning on her expression as she poured on the charm,"Just a lonely miss trying to get a liberal man to drop a little time with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his heart saw through her performance in an instant,"Cut the shit you little gripe ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"candy recoiled as his middle literally seemed to blink red with anger,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the dance palace's turgid ornate doors, his gentle leather shoes making quieten slapping sounds on the polished marble base as he hurried to the elevators.

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

Far above, as the bewildered Concierge gently nudged the smash mask with his foot and wondered what had caused the deeply scratched on the punishing porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining knowingness. She groaned as she opened her optic, her head still too fuzzed to remember what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing wave as she looked up and saw the feral smiling on Saint 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 !"St. David growled as she tried to kick him off of her ; he began punching her over and over a amplification as he punctuated each shock with a growl word,"Hold…the…fuck…still…"

This was too much for even mike, he was a Orcinus orca but this bordered on distortion and while he was a sociopath he wasn't a cruel one ; he grabbed St. David's shoulder and with surprising long suit flipped the larger man off Gayle and onto the flooring where he landed on the carpet with a dull thump and a look of utter surprise,"What the sin ?"

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

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

"I changed my mind !"Mike snapshot back, kicking the taller man hard in the middle and knocking him back to the floor,"violent death her is one affair, but this is just sick !"He turned to look at Gayle cowering naked on the turgid bed,"I'm sorry about this, I really am."

"Ple…please Mike…please don't…you do…don't have to do this…I…I won't say anything…"Gayle sobbed as she slowly scooted up the bed trying to fly the coop the cold center man she once thought of as a friend or if not that then at least a well-disposed coworker.

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

"PLEASE NNNOOOOOOO…"She screamed as he grabbed her lowly ankle and pulled her to him, his right field paw flashing out, the tongue he held there biting into her anatomy as he stabbed her venter three promptly sentence. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in shock, coughing up a diminished trickle of blood, her riot choked off by the burning torture that quickly spread through her body.

"Don't headache, it'll be over soon…"mike replied, his words cut off by a gurgling shriek 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 sound that froze even a psychopath like Mike in spot. He watched as Tony fell silent, his middle glazing over as his head came devoid and his body fell limply to the base, spraying hot red bloodline in all guidance from the mangle passel of meat that had once been his neck. The large shape, dressed in a blackness cape and ovalbumin blood stained shirt, stood slowly, his eyes two undimmed red coals burning in a hideously feral mockery of a human aspect, Tony's severed head still in his hired hand, the dark physique's hook like digit clutching the smaller man's dark hair.

There was a quieten moment of silence as Mike stared into those bright fiery red eyes, a moment that seemed frozen in sentence, an eternity passing in the blink of an eye ; but that moment ended as the black figure dropped Tony's severed head, screaming out a auditory sensation so other worldly and dire, Mike swore his center stopped for a moment. He didn't have time to think over what he was seeing and listening because before his eye could even show the drift, the puppet crossed the way and get his large fist through mike's head, like a power hammer through a melon vine. Gayle gasped as mike's brains splashed over he humble bare consistence, shielding her font as bits of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyeball off the disconsolate figure as he literally held David up from the inside of his shattered skull.

It turned to stare at David as he whimpered and tried to get up, fright and his knickers still tangled around his ankles making it a ineffectual exploit ; the creature snarled as it watched him, it's heavy white teeth gleaming a sickening white in the dim way as if they glowed some infernal lighter al their own. Gayle watched as the creature dropped microphone's clay and turned to human face Jacques Louis David, almost as if it were unaware of her presence, and slowly closed the aloofness with a painful cold grace ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the animal haunt its next victim, the horrifying beauty of the monster capturing her attention and refusing to let it go.

The magnanimous dark-skinned shape stood over David a minute, then threw back its point and let out a fearsome hollo that shook the windowpane, a roar that Gayle could feel in her bones. But the primal speech sound that caused David to relax his bowels and void his bladder in abject panic held no fear for her ; somewhere in that severe sound she heard something familiar spirit, something that offered solace instead of pain, love instead of destruction. She watched with just curiosity now as David wept like a pit tike, pathetically pleading for mercifulness in a thinly feeble voice. Suddenly the creature knelt, driving a herculean 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 deep inside the monster's massive chest as it grabbed David's face in it's orotund clawed hand.

Gayle gasped again as she heard it talk, a vox she knew well,"You try to rape my love and you ask for clemency ?"

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

Victor ignored her almost mum susurration as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nada but a part of meat to his form ; superior spoke in a low menacing tone, carefully pronouncing each word,"I am Vampyrie, a God Almighty of the Night, a tiddler of the Blood female parent, I have no mercy for the likes of you !"

winner drove his head down, his razor sharp teeth ripping into David's neck ; euphoria filled his mind as the hapless man's warm salty blood filled his mouth, the coppery predilection lingering as the pedigree slid easily down Victor's throat, as had the bloodline of countless former mortals before him down through the eons. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the gustatory modality of human blood almost a sexual release and victor knew why some of his sort had become so addicted that they had slaughtered M of humans, becoming mad with desire for the warm vital drink that produced such excitement in his people. But it was a short-circuit last mavin and as Victor stood, David drained to the last-place few drops of his lifetime's blood, he could feel the warm wonderful tendrils of the feeding frenzy slowly shimmy from his judgement, leaving him sated and content.

He turned, his angriness, along with his thirst, sated by the butchery he had visited upon these men, and hung his top dog as he looked into Gayle's wide-cut dark eyes,"I am sorry…I…I didn't want you to find oneself out like this…"He watched in shock as she collapsed to the bed, only then seeing the Brobdingnagian amount of her stemma soaking the now garishly red comforter,"Gods ! Your injury !"

He hurried to her side, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his arms, her line adding to the gore that already stained his clothing ; she smiled as her center fluttered, a struggle to keep them surface,"It's nothing, doesn't even hurt anymore…"Victor turned his telling inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the heat of her wounding, smell the dark blood and the corruption that had already begun to eat away at her dying body ; her wounds were fatal and no doctor in the universe could salve her !

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He placed his torn bleeding wrist to her oral cavity, petting her soft John Brown tomentum with his other deal as he leaned down and whispered,"Drink Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his wound and swallowing his blood, blood that would kill the homo Gayle but would also give birth to something Sir Thomas More. Gayle sucked greedily at his wound a few More consequence before the beast in his blood bedcover through her body and began the shift, with which came painfulness. Her eyes opened wide and she screamed out her agony as Victor held her down,"Shhhh, I know my dear, I know it hurts but the pain will egest soon…its ok…"She screamed one more time before the annoyance became too a lot and her mind, in an effort to redeem her sanity, switched off and the blissful quiet of the contraband reached up and claimed her.

Victor sighed, gently placing his hand on her lowly chest, feeling her heart and soul slow and then finally arrest ; this was where her time to come hinged, either her heart would restart and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die man. He waited, fear tearing at his psyche as he searched her still body for any sign of aliveness ; but he found none, nothing but death resided in her diminished form and his nitty-gritty 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 chief suddenly and stared at her peaceful looking face, did he feel something, a flutter, the smallest flutter of life ? Yes, there it was again, her philia stirring ever so slightly, like a small bird rousing from a deep sleep ; suddenly a third twitch and then without any further word of advice her heart began beating strong and proud as animation again returned to her small body. But not the life she knew, no she was something unlike now, something not quite human being, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you pick up me ?"

She didn't respond but the quiet pitiful moan that escaped her low slightly parted lips was enough for him as joy filled his affection ; but there was no clock time to miss, she was still vulnerable until the transmutation was all over and that would command several Thomas More daylight at least - she had been very near death after all !

victor pulled his ness from his shoulders and wrapped her pocket-size bloodstained body in the heavy silk and wool garment, it was thick and warm and would leave her enough protective cover from the cold ; he may give birth used it as a costume this night but there was a sentence when this cape, and others like it, adorned his broad shoulder joint on a daily ground. He didn't need the protective covering it afforded from the chill night air and she soon wouldn't either, but for now she was still thin 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 massacre he had wrought ; he knew it would be best if she could stay undisturbed until she was inviolable but it had been a noisy slaughter and person was indisputable to occur investigate sooner rather than later. He smiled grimly as he started for the door, yes someone would come up soon and it might be a bit awkward to try and explicate the blood soaked room ; let alone three mangled corpses laying on the floor, one almost completely drained of lineage !

superior walked past the elevator, scooping up Gayle's giant purse as he passed, and down the hall, kicking open the threshold that led onto the ceiling garden that acted as a sitting domain for the penthouse retinue and heterosexual person to the myopic bulwark that looked out over the buildings roof right. He sighed as he looked down the thirty metrical foot to the tar and gravel Earth's surface below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the short wall, there was no other pick, he couldn't take the principal elevator with a rip covered raw fair sex in his arms so he had to take the maintenance elevator and it stopped at the roof below.

He took a deeply breathing space and stepped from the top of the wall, falling the aloofness quickly and letting his legs bend with the impingement of his feet hitting the ceiling at nearly twenty miles an hr, not for himself but to lay aside Gayle from as much of the jarring landing as he could. Satisfied she had weathered the parachuting with no ill gist, victor quickly ran to where the large sustentation elevator doors stood closed to the cold air of the Night, Gayle's diminished body easy as a feather in his implements of war. She wouldn't have presented much of a essence had he been a normal man, and he was definitely not pattern ; he smiled as he pressed the vociferation button and was rewarded with a dim yellow light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the orotund metallic element box that smelled faintly of grease and key and waited as it slowly descended the LXX flooring into the sub-basement he hoped would be void this metre of Night ; smiling as the room access opened to near slant iniquity. The inky opprobrious presented no problem to him, his center quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by several figurer displays, a digital clock and the odd indicator lightness was like high noon to his tender eyes.

He quickly walked out of the large workroom, across the diminished Charles Francis Hall and to the steel threshold that led to the parking cellar, kicking surd and smiling as it easily gave way to his inhuman long suit ; he walked into the brightly lit subterranean parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked hours ago, laying Gayle gently in the game rear before sliding behind the bicycle and driving off into the cold dark night. It was fourth dimension for both winner Philip Anderson and Gayle Winters to disappear, to give up to exist ; something he had done countless times before down through more than years than he cared to remember and, he was for certain, he would do many Sir Thomas More time in the years to do. Now though he no longer dreaded the everlasting centuries ahead of him, he would no longer go through animation alone…





confect walked through the power, smiling at the people working diligently at their desks ; she was still the bureau director but was sure enough that she would soon be resigning her position. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to reveal his free will to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the company's ever-dwindling profits, accelerating the once profitable business firm ultimate demise. The companionship was slowly going under as it tried to survive selling and reselling Gayle Winter's design, but with out any new inventions or the clever innovations she was noted for, their top customers were quickly losing pastime ; CEO's were notorious for their scant care twain and Gayle's old designs were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to imprint your node and competitors with tech they all had, no the secret plan was not he who had the best diddle won but he who had the new toy first won.

candy really didn't concern if the company went under or not, at 29 she was set for life ; between what she was capable to wring from from her new boss, along with what she had been able to steal from the ship's company ever since becoming the VP in commission of account statement meant she would never have to work again.

She walked into her gravid luxurious office and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously opulent spot president ; all purchased from fellowship investment company, from a high-end competitor no less. confect looked down and was surprised to see a black gasbag with her gens written in descent red ink in thick bold lines on the forepart ; she rolled her eyes, this had to be someone's joke for the Allhallows Eve party tonight. She was actually a picayune surprised they were even having it after the nightmare of last yr party ; Mike, St. David, and Tony literally shoot apart, Gayle and Victor missing. She knew the case was still spread, Gayle and Victor having never been found ; but it was no business concern of hers, null pointed to her even though the unscathed mess had been her doing. wellspring her architectural 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 confusion that reigned afterward allowed her to steal even more money from the business's coffers and the pudgy balding man that had replaced winner as CEO was much more than easily manipulated than he had been. Yes, all in all the whole thing had actually been a grace to the buxom blonde and had advanced her plan to retire untried by several years.

confect picked up the gasbag and used a long pink painted nail to open up it as she mused upon that night a class ago ; the prevailing hypothesis was that Mike, Saint David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to have a niggling party of their own and victor had found them and in a rage murdered them all, the police had interviewed the desk clerk that had witnessed their kiss and it was the most plausible scenario in their judgment - it was always the swain after all !

Gayle's body had never actually been found but The medical Examiner had assured anyone who would mind that the copious amounts of her blood found in the bed most assuredly entail she had died that night and he could only take over that winner had taken her soundbox for some sick guilty conscience driven reason. confect smiled as she pulled the thick identity card from the gasbag ; the police were mostly correct, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a willing participant and she was almost certain victor hadn't been the one who had killed her.

Candy furled her supercilium when she read the one line written in the same midst blood red ink as her gens on the gasbag, ‘ meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the last two letters, it couldn't be ; no this had to be someone playing a sick trick and she was going to make them like they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the large drawers in her desk, pulling her purse out, opening that and pulling a lowly shooting iron out ; whoever was trying to bet her would pay a very good Price for that mistake - nonentity fucked with her and didn't pay a high-priced Leontyne Price for it !

She pulled the small artillery magazine, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her purse, after slamming the tiny mag back home plate, and walked from her agency, pausing only to speak to her escritoire,"Tina, I'll be out of the office the residuum of the day, I need to speak with a client."

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

"No calls ; none at all, my phone will be off anyway."confect called over her shoulder, not bothering to hold off for an reply as she walked away quickly, her tight polyester dress making a swishing strait to announce her overtaking as she made her way to the elevator and stepped inside, pushing the now rarely used clitoris that would take her down to Gayle's lab.

As she stepped out of the elevator, ripping the yellow police tape out of her way, she saw a small blond sitting at Gayle's now disused study station, her back to the elevator. Candy stepped into the big lab, a wooden-headed layer of dust had settled on everything inside and she coughed softly as her feet kicked up small clouds,"Who are you and what…"

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

"Wha…"

"Now be pipe down will you ?"The woman interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hate to take in to rip your spit out…that comes later !"The minuscule woman typed a few more than keys with her gloved hand and whistled softly,"My goodness, how much did you steal anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This meter the diminished womanhood didn't laugh as she turned and to face the big-breasted blonde,"SHUT UP YOU nooky BITCH !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blonde wig from her head,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three dumbass to spoil and dispatch me, but you've been stealing the society blind for the live on four years too ?"

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

Gayle smiled and tilted her top dog,"I got better."

confect shook her head and to her credit recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her pocketbook, dropping the diminished leather bag as she pointed the belittled pitch blackness brand weapon at Gayle,"Well I assure you you won't get better this fourth dimension !"

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

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

Out in the street superior was getting a niggling impatient as he circled the auction block for the fourth fourth dimension, wondering what the hell was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, hacker Candy's estimator, get the incriminating data, and get out. But he had been waiting almost two minute 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 metre maiden ; he shook his head as she started towards him, shifting the car back into gear. He was about to take off when he saw Gayle walk cheerfully out of the building and wave the charwoman off as she pointed towards him ; superior breathed a sigh of relief as the beat maiden nodded and turned.

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

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

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

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

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