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Gayle adjusted her spectacles, the heavy thick lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slide them to the tip of her pocket-sized clitoris nose as she sat glumly at her desk, invisible as common. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked right through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a little nerdy and didn't have the huge boob that blonde bimbo Candy, the office director, had ; but she thought she was cute, maybe not beautiful, but cute for sure. Besides, she thought men liked petite asian cleaning lady, even the mousey looking ones, considering all the Asian porn the men here downloaded ; but evidently her office was the exclusion to the rule.

Gayle was lose weight and athletic but she never really bothered much with her appearance, favoring comfort and practicality over glamor ; it was a lesson her female parent had hammered into her on a day by day basis, telling her constantly that any man worth having would appreciate her sensibility. Even so, as pretty as she was and as much as her mother assured her there was person searching for her even now, the men around this office, around her neighborhood, and seemingly populating the humble city she lived in seemed to prefer the shiny over the practical ; Gayle guessed the old adage was rightful, men just didn't make passes at lady friend who wore shabu !

Gayle sighed as she saw David from human Resources approaching with Mike from Sales and Tony from Public Relations ; she had always thought Jacques Louis David was kind of cute, in a dorky I look like a giraffe kind of way, but the marvelous grey-haired man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blonde office staff coach a hungry feeling as the top overweight fornicatress bent over to pick up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the lowly mathematical group of men approach, giving them a good facial expression at her legs and pulling her cubby skirt tightly over her prominent burble butt ; however if Gayle was buck bare and on flaming she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why confect even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blonde had no pursuit in these men ; she had her oculus set gamey up the nutrient chain of mountains, squarely on the liberal shoulders of the Strategic Arms Limitation Talks and capsicum pepper plant haired CEO of this lowly society, and who could blame her ; if the man wasn't Inner Light geezerhood out of her conference she would have taken a shot at him. Gayle was pretty sure that confect was going to use her rather ample body to sleep her way to the top, she had done a pretty well job already actually ; lonesome twenty-eight and already the VP of Accounting - and the situation manager ! Technically confect was Gayle's chief, but since Gayle's excogitation and conception drove this company the giggly light-haired left the mouselike brunette alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in rush of research and development, she was research and development - she was in armorial bearing of a department of one !

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

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

Gayle sighed as she translated the conversation in her capitulum, pushing her wayward glasses back up her olfactory organ, ‘ No engagement, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Philip 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 expectation of going where damn near every man had gone before ! David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his pants and Gayle couldn't help but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own narrow hips and tiny bottom evidently of no stake to the gathered men as they continued to eye Candy like the piece of substance she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had null but an erection to offer Candy, then she had no interest ; David wouldn't be defiling anything but his right hand if he decided to continue sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the nauseating setting playing out in front line of her rarely put-upon cubical, absentmindedly pushing her glasses up yet again and heading towards the conference room without so much as a backward glimpse,"Come on hombre, confluence in five and you know how 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 suspicions were confirmed when she heard candy giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even rate being the posterior, so to talk, of a prank, so it had to be candy still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

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

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

She walked into the with child wood paneled group discussion room, quite an abrupt transition from the glass and steel décor of the eternal sleep of the office ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the warm organic feel of dark polished forest that were more in fashion a hundred year ago than in this age of computing machine and mass production. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as technology raced forward, he and his company had to keep step or die ; but he decided there was no cause the company couldn't employ the most modern conveniences with style. In fact his office and, the bind conference way she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the Hellenic expressive style and incorporating modern technology discreetly.

Gayle watched as Candy stood by her death chair, hiking her ridiculously nasty skirt up slightly, seemingly in cookery to sit but more likely just to show off her shapely legs ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another sneering comment, as the men jockeyed to see who would pull out her chairperson for her. The small mousy woman shook her head and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crowd to hold back her chair after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling chattering of the rapscallion's she worked with faded and silence descended on the room ; 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 chief was another story all together she thought as she watched the marvelous sharp dressed man manner of walking into the elbow room with all the imperial bearing of a king addressing his lawcourt. Gayle was in awe of the magniloquent man who always seemed to have a kind give-and-take for her, always seemed to recognize 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 league so she kept her feelings, her desires, bottled mystifying interior, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a strong outpouring that she hoped didn't show on her side filled her breast just at the view of this gorgeous man, and that was the only one of the embarrassing effects he had on her as the improbable fair-haired god smiled down at his sitting employees a moment before taking his prat and laying a dilute manila envelope on the wickedness polished forest of the huge mahogany table. She knew there was probably just a raw data point printout inside ; at her urging they had done away with almost all paperwork, everything being handled on a secure network - it was a change that had saved the small company nearly a million dollars last twelvemonth and brought her her boss's attention. But she knew one of the man's idiosyncrasy was he still felt more comfortable reading from a piece of composition than from a screen, but to his quotation he didn't require anyone hold his hand and create detailed write up for him, he simply printed out the raw data and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and bright, sometimes life just wasn't fair.

"Afternoon lady and gentlemen…"Marian Anderson broke the quiet, his loose smile still adorning his flawless face,"I must say that this one-fourth's financial report is attention getting…"

"Sir ?"microphone asked with confusion, he had thought last one-fourth had been unusually moneymaking ; he turned to Saint David but the man who ran method of accounting and make out what their political boss meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax Mike, it's a good thing."Phil Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his jape was sexy !"According to this report…"Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a wellspring manicured hand softly on the manila envelope,"…according to this paper, Furniture answer Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollars last quarter."There was a smooth murmur of happy hoi polloi as they all tried to cypher what their fillip would be."Ok…ok, we can all felicitate ourselves later."Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost weird ability to read his employees'psyche,"But before we continue, I would care to lay the credit with whom it is due…Gayle winter, I am grave when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you 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 dead body threatening to loosen her idea as strange sentience coursed through her.

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

The meeting went on, the usual boring reports on the usual subjects that most ignored as they pretended to watch the data streaming across the holographic showing that appeared in front of each of them ; each property at the tabular array had a fully operational workstation that, unlike the ones at everyone's situation desk, was all holographical and completely imbedded in the mesa surface. It was innovations like this that drove this company to ever-higher profits, innovations that came from one place - the superb psyche of one Gayle Winters ! She knew she was the only if reason this society was successful ; a rapscallion could sell her designs and in fact Mike in his team simply fielded calls for purchase request, they actually didn't sell anything because the furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the get together came to an end and she wondered, as she did every week, why she had to be here ; her composition were sent daily to Mr. Anderson so she never had a presentation, and she couldn't maintenance less about sale or account or that Irma, the lady who cleaned the bath, took a ghastly day last week. Gayle dropped her foreland when she heard confect's highschool, and extremely get to, voice right behind her,"Remember everyone, Halloween party tonight."She chirped like an excited magpie,"There will be clients, provider, stockholders, and even likely customers in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and find justify to wreak a date if you wish !"

Gayle fought to control her temper, knowing the blond squawk's last comment was a crack directed straight at her ; she had never brought a date to any company mapping, 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 military posture to get through another part party ; she was surely she would someday miss it and come as a psychotic torpedo and end the annoyances in her biography with the blast of a twelve gauge. Gayle jerked slightly as a substantial, but gentle, deal rested on her small shoulder and pulled her from her homicidal musings,"Penny for your thoughts."

"Ohhhh no…"Gayle laughed nervously as she turned to follow Philip Anderson sit in the plush chair next to hers, the hot seat recently occupied by Saint David ; but any attractor she had for the shaggy controller was forgotten as she looked into her knob blanch blueing, almost grey, oculus,"I…ahhhh…I really don't think that would be a in effect idea."

"Mmmm, that bad huh ?"He asked with obvious business concern etched across his complete case ; his dark hair had a smattering of grayness but she couldn't helper but admiration, as she stared at his boyishly young looking cheek, just how old this captivating man was. When she didn't answer him he sighed and softly lay his large strong handwriting on her small, almost childlike, forearm,"Look, I know your coworkers can be annoying at metre 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 childlike at the obviously entertained man.

"You're promiscuous to register than you might think."Maxwell Anderson laughed, then leaned in, whispering conspiratorially,"Besides, I have to admit the view has crossed my judgement as well…from time to time."

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

He smiled and chuckled softly, the hand on her arm giving her a slight squeeze,"First send for me Victor and second relax Gayle, I'm not going you bite you or anything !"

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

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

Gayle slowly stood and watched nervously as his cold steel blue heart gave her an appraising glance, blushing as she realized she welcomed his eyes on her torso 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 shining smiling to her look,"You are a wonder Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her cheek softly, a true up sin in the day of intimate harassment lawsuits 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 home change into your cute teddy bear accept costume and we'll see you at The Regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a party, cut loose and have some fun for a change."winner paused and leaned in with a blink of an eye,"Tell you a mystical, having a right fourth dimension 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 sure of one thing - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their trivial commutation had not gone unnoticed ; a super acid set of center narrowed as candy watched Gayle start for the door, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning voices of the men she had been flirting with all afternoon. Jacques Louis David was an amusing distraction for the buxom blonde but she had her lot set higher and she'd be damned if she let that mousey fiddling twat get in her way !

confect caught up to Gayle at the elevator and stepped inside, giving her much minuscule coworker a friendly smile as the doors closed, it was a small building and the blonde was sure she could have her small chat without being disturbed if she was agile about it so she reached over and punched the pinch stop button before turning to await Gayle in the eye,"spirit bitch, he's mine so back off or you'll be sorry !"

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

"You heard me you little squawk, winner is mine so back the fuck off !"

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

The big blond turned and pressed to button for the next flooring before disengaging the parking brake point,"Just don't say I didn't warn you ; I've worked too intemperate to get him occupy and I'll be damned if you swoop in and stir your scrawny ass at him…just back off and everything will be mulct !"Before Gayle could respond, the elevator dinged and the door opened, confect quickly stepping out and walking away, her trademark smile back in place as she greeted the few people still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few unusual looks from the mass who joined her in the small alloy box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her trump smile to try and cover her restiveness, but it looked more like a grimace. Gayle couldn't get out of the construction fast enough and nearly bolted the second the elevator door opened ; but she managed to assure herself, skulking through the lobby with her question down and her weapon system protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus stop and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the slew passage vehicle to show up, the autobus rarely followed the docket so it was mainly just a expect game and today she wasn't really in the humour to support there and have people stare at her like she was some science experiment gone awry. Gayle took a deep breathing space and started walking, she only lived about a air mile away, it was a nice sunny, if cold, afternoon and she had time ; maybe the long walk would calm her some, she was still a little shook by Candy's threats.

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

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy jackpot costume she had ever seen - she had washcloths that had more substantial ! It was basically a latex V that would barely cover her young woman parts and it had no back at all, just an insanely high cut bikini with a minuscule tail attached to the binding of it. She slowly walked to the boastfully window and stared at the nearly au naturel mannequin, could she possibly dare ? Well master did say cut promiscuous, and showing up in this thing would definitely represent cutting idle, besides wearing this would so annoy that fat-titted milk cow Cindy, she'd choke on her cud for sure."God, I can't believe I'm doing this…"Gayle laughed as she shook her head and walked into the dress up depot ; 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 gross revenue woman's attention,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the kitten costume in the window, the black one ?"

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

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

"You're so prosperous, men like small women…especially of Asian filiation, if you don't mind my saying…you all look like beautiful little wench !"The woman replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a cupboard,"I know, I was thin once upon a fourth dimension, but two tike took guardianship of that !"Gayle barely registered the cleaning woman's words as she turned and held out a modest box,"Um…if you're wearing pantie and a bra I can let you try it on but once you buy it I can't read it back…health normal and all…sorry."

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

"Ah 29, ninety-nine…don't know why they just don't make it thirty bucks, like a penny is gon na make a difference…ok with tax that'll be thirty-two oh nine…let's just make it 32 even huh ?"

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

"Oh moolah, Johnny Cash is always king !"The woman replied with a fresh smiling that told Gayle that if she paid hard cash it was in question this particular sale would ever be reported ; but what did she tending, if this nice woman could make a few extra Pearl Sydenstricker Buck then more power to her. Gayle handed over the hard cash and started to move around when the woman cleared her pharynx and stopped the pocket-sized brunette,"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything but I was just wondering if you own a g-string ?"

"A g-string ?"

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

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

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

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

"well seeing ashen panties hanging out would kind of licking the understanding for wearing a skimpy costume."The woman laughed,"Men want to see your reasonably bum and not your granny panties…now about shoes…"

An time of day later Gayle stood on the sidewalk waiting for a cab, her thick parka the only affair protecting her nearly naked dead body from the cold fall wind as it blew the dead leaves, from the Tree that dotted the nearly deserted streets, across the urban center's concrete covered landscape with a mournful whispering hissing that seemed to try and tell her something she couldn't quite make out, in a language she couldn't quite realise. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something dark and menacing slide soundlessly by, unseen but not quite unnoticed, in the saturnine blustery night ; was it that which the hissing, rattling leaves were trying to warn her of some dark unseen presence, or was it a warning of something malevolent yet to get along ?

Gayle shrugged as she saw the headlights approaching her, hoping it was the cab the dainty woman had called her before closing up shop ; the night was cold and even though her windcheater was top of the line, it still allowed the chill air inside to vellicate her delicate, and mostly nude, pare with its icy kisses as she stood there holding her oversized purse that contained the vesture she had donned that cockcrow, all the clothing she had donned that break of the day !

The nice sales clerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone endure, anything quite like the lean pussy costume ; she had stayed late and helped Gayle complete the look with a black wig of prospicient silky hair and bangs shorn straight across just above her expectant dark eyes, long blacken lace gloves that ended just below her pocket-sized elbow joint, and blacken patent of invention leather boots that covered the get down part of her Joseph Black fishnet clad stage. Two ash gray and gold rhinestone bracelets, a similar throttler, and clayey fatal war paint accentuated the flavor ; the Nice sure-enough charwoman had even painted Gayle's digit and toe nails dingy black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, powerful even. She looked good and the sales clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having second thought process. She wasn't sure if it was the loss of seeing herself through the elderly woman's heart, the fact that the inflammation and euphory of doing something so far out of her comfort zone was starting to assume off, or just that she was getting frigidness and the lure of her nice tender bed in her dainty strong apartment was growing inviolable by the second gear. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the nether region she had been thinking when she walked into the small costume store, not for certain at all that she had the courage to get into the skimpy outfit in public ; the thought of so many mass staring at her small dead body, searching for her flaw, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The turgid yellow sedan chair stopped in front of her and she stared at it a moment, it was decision prison term ; did she just go home or did she screw up her courageousness and go to the party ? Gayle took a deep breath and reached for the back doorway with trembling fingerbreadth, opening it and slowly sliding inside, her trunk struggling to make even the elementary cause, like she was being pulled in two different centering, the R-2 in a cosmic game of tug of war.

"Where to fille ?"The driver asked as he turned in his nates to look at her.

"The Regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the sound of her articulation strange in her own ears, the words strange in her mouth ; almost as if someone else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sense of assuagement as she sat back in the seat, clutching her vauntingly tote to her small chest ; the decision was made and for good or ill the die was spue and her future no longer in her hands.

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

Gayle dug in her large bag, opening her billfold and pulling out a twenty before looking up and handing the pucker bill to the driver with a unquiet smiling,"dungeon the change and…well thank you."

"My pleasure young woman, have a effective night."The driver replied with a genuine smile of his own. Gayle took a recondite breath and nodded before starting to slide out of the vehicle before the number one wood's words stopped her,"Um..well Miss, its not my place really but you look kind of neural is all…um, well just so's you know…you look beautiful…um just sayin…ya know ?"

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

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

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

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

"Ahhhh, sure…"She replied, a fiddling intimidated by the well dressed cliquish man as she dug through her oversized purse for her pocketbook, removing both her number one wood's permission and her body of work ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

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

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

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

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

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

"grasp that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the giant bag that held about of her life sentence, this time digging around for her cell earphone. She turned from the desk and took various steps away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing Victor's numeral on the tiny keyboard a bit harder than usual in her chafe - how dare that man look at such familiarity ! Just because they flirted a footling did not mean she would be jumping into bed with him at the commencement opportunity, just who did he remember he was ?

"howdy ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

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

"Mr. Anderson please !"

"Gayle ? Is something faulty ?"Anderson replied, hearing the unknown tone in her voice,"Are you ok ?"

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

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a picayune screaming as she felt a inviolable hand lightly rest on her small shoulder joint ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her headphone and watching as the minor pitch-black box that ran her life-time slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched finger's breadth. She swore silently, sure her phone was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her eyes ; she stared in astonied silence a minute before she turned to look at Victor and watched as he hit end on her earphone and then slowly contain it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold gamy eyes, seeing zip but affectionateness and genuine headache, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

"Wha…how…"Gayle stammered, shaking her promontory slightly, trying to break the spell looking into his optic had seemingly woven around her brain ; she couldn't seem to recall clearly or remember why she was upset, all she could focalize on were the butterflies churning in her stomach.

"Gayle, please tell me what's wrong…if individual did something to knock over you…"

Her knees nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her small speed arm with that declamatory potent hired hand of his ; he wasn't even touching her skin and her consistence still began tingling in the most delicious way. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, she had worked with this man for over eight old age, sometimes in quite unaired poop, and he never had this issue on her before ; sure he flustered her but all well-favoured men did, this was something different. She took a deep, shaky, breathing time as she stepped back slightly and tried to regain some of the indignation she had been feeling just bit before,"I…I…it, well it was you who upset me !"

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

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

"Excuse me ?"master chuckled as the bemused man continued to gaze into her eyes.

Gayle blushed brightly, even more disoriented,"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 deep red typeface into her pocket-sized hands and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to campaign back her tears,"God, I'm so embarrassed…"

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

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

"Well…um, would that be so bad ?"Victor asked in a quiet, quite grave, 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, queer and kind…how could any man not be attracted to you ?"winner smiled as he pulled her glasses off and tenderly wiped her tears away with his thumb.

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

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

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

Victor smiled as he brushed a tramp curl of her soft wig behind her pocket-sized waifish ear,"I've always liked you Gayle, since the low time I saw you…"

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

He sighed, trying to decide if he tried to step back and keep their relationship pro or shed caution to the wind and observe his pump ; after a minute his affection won the battle and he bent down, slowly moving in to kiss her even as he watched for any signal that told him to stake off. He saw none and a moment later his lips lightly touched hers and she gave a picayune whimper of surprise, but still leaned in to make a right kiss of it ; after a mo he leaned back, his body trembling slightly as his psyche spun and by the wide-eyed aspect at her pretty face he was sure 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…"

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

"trade good wow…very serious wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her brain against his chest and shutting her centre as care again clutched at the pit of her breadbasket,"Please differentiate me you're not playing with me, kissing the pathetic ugly girl because you feel sorry for her…"

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

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

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

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

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

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

master blinked, then smiled slightly,"Are you for certain ?"

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

"brand another card."Victor smiled softly, sighing as she rested her head against his shoulder joint,"Come on, LET go up to your elbow room and get your makeup fixed…"

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

Victor chuckled, the warmth of the audio bringing laugh to her brim as well,"You look tremendous, you always look wonderful."

"You haven't seen me in the morning."She laughed, suddenly unselfconscious about how she looked ; he was doing unusual and tremendous things to her and just the fact that he thought she was pretty slam 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 hint 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 obligate you without all these damn clothes between us !"

Gayle looked up at him and literally growled as she stepped out of his arms and took his deal and started leading him towards the lift, only stopping when the hotel salesclerk called out,"Miss, your visiting card !"

"God damnit."She growled, dropping Victors hand before walking quickly back to the clerk, snatching the posting from his hand, and whirling about to rejoin to victor who watched her with some entertainment and much nervous anticipation.

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

"Later !"Gayle growled as she retook Victor's heavy hand and began pulling him towards the elevator once again, the large man smiling as he let himself be led by the waifishly thin, elven tiny woman. He knew she was spooky, watching her small hired hand shake as she pushed the call clitoris ; he was spooky as well but probably for a different reason.

Their interaction had not gone unnoticed and Candy snarled to herself as she watched the tiny womanhood she never dreamed would be a serious threat to her plans and the man who she had her sights set on as her ticket to easy street, to the spirit of luxury she was sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blond growled as she watched the unlikely couple dance step into the lift and continued to watch until the door closed and the Book of Numbers above that room access rapidly began to change as the metal box holding her swag and the thief who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

confect turned and began walking down the wide residence that led to the great dance hall, her heals clicking sharply on the flannel marble storey as she fumed inside and wondered how to apportion with this new, virtually unwished, development. She saw Jacques Louis David standing at the magnanimous wooden threshold to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an theme efflorescence in her nous that might just salvage her plans for a life of leisure.

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

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

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

"You have to slide your card or the elevator wont move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how immobile things were moving ; stunned but not really surprised, he rarely was attracted to women anymore and the few metre in the past times that he was things always seemed to move fast. Those other liaisons always ended badly and he hoped against hope that this time would be different ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to mold out this fourth dimension, 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 proofreader, quickly turning and searching out his lips once again ; her scent, her effeminateness quickly driving the worries from his mind as he eagerly returned her buss. Time passed without observance from either of them and rather than seemed possible the elevator sang out it's familiar ding to let them know they had arrived before the doors 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 eyes for each other at that particular moment in time as they walked as one, entering the large hall that led to the large coarse room of the spacious cortege, shedding wear as they went. As Gayle's parka hit the floor, winner stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative eyes across her humble, nearly naked, body respective times,"Wow ! I know I said cut loose but wow !"

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

"Gayle…"

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

Victor's grin faded as he stepped forward, his arms once again gently encircling her, as if that was what they wee made to do, looking down into her wide saturnine eyes as,"I've noticed you every day for the in conclusion eight years…I can't severalise you how many fourth dimension when I leaned over your shoulder to look at something and hitch your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of self-control I had not to take you into my arm and kiss you over and over…"

"Oh Victor…I wish you would have…oh I wish you would possess kissed me and never stopped !"She sighed, a face of wistful joy replacing her previous face of worry,"We wasted so much time…"

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

Gayle stepped back and smiled as she reached up and slid the fragile straps from her belittled shoulders and the skimpy costume dropped from her body and bunched up at her feet, she shivered slightly as she stood nude, or nearly so, in forepart of the man she just realized she was probably in love with. She made no movement to insure her belittled lithe body as she searched his fount for some polarity 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-eyed grin crossed her lips, refusing to leave her blushing face even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted feet. She giggled like a school girl, her organic structure humming with desire, as goosebumps sprouted on her flushed peel, his hands on her bare shape filling her with the most wondrous prickling sensory faculty ; she kicked her feet, giggling again as the lean black latex costume flipped off her lowly understructure and tumbled lazily through the air to down silently on one of the ridiculously plushy sofa. She leaned into Victor, resting her small head on his thick shoulder joint and cooing out a quiet groan of contentment as he carried her across the large opulent room and into the just as large and just as sumptuous sleeping accommodation, pausing side by side to the unbelievably large bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down allayer. Gayle's promontory was spinning and she could hardly believe what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly dingy, fairytale and she was the princess instead of the homely maid or half-sister for a change.

"Gayle…I…I really want this but I want you to really want it too."superior whispered, tripping slightly over his watchword 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 firmly ?"

She grabbed his shirt, her diminished delicate fingerbreadth wrapping around the soft white silk as she pulled him down on the bed future 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 back talk touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few more than osculation before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to tell you something…this is so embarrassing…"

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

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

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

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

winner 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 skepticism,"I don't see how…"

"I…I'm sorry…"

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

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

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

"Victor please…"She started to resist but he silenced her with a heavy well-manicured finger on her diminished sonant lips.

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

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

"Gayle, you are a John Rock star to these mass !"He laughed as he rested his head teacher on the soft pillow next to hers,"There's one thing about CEO's, we love our toys and you make the best toys."

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

"nestle ?"He laughed, his eyes twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a wonky smile that made her heart subspecies,"I have the most beautiful woman in the domain laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do better than a cuddle."

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

victor answered with just a smiling as he rolled over and straddled her minuscule consistence, leaning down and kissing her nose softly, then her sass ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her mouth but her pitiful whine turned into a soft moan as his back talk tenderly kissed the soft figure of her fragile neck, tickling her sensitive satiny tegument with his affectionate wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her eubstance ; his loving kiss like the soft speck of a butterfly stroke's extension as his rim brushed her smooth skin, leaving horripilation in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her head into the flaccid pillows as his rima oris found the small tender mammilla of her small, nearly nonexistent breasts ; she had always been self-conscious about her lack of breaking ball but victor didn't seem to take care as he teased the minuscule laborious blow with his tongue, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to class out the foreign champion coursing through her as he left her chest and slowly kissed his way down her flat belly, jerking slightly when she felt his clapper every so lightly lick the interior of her slim, 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 leave her what her soundbox craved, it was Victor.

"Mmmmm, you taste so good ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered more to himself than her as he slid his face between her diminished thin thigh and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile knife, drawing more gasps and moan as she panted rapidly, trying to catch her breathing space as thunderbolt of lightening flashed through her tingling and trembling consistence. A affectionate incandescence formed in the pit of her stomach, slowly spreading out to her extremities. After a few arcminute of this terrific torture of soft kisses, loose licks, 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 drive seem picket and futile by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged edge, her body screaming for release, even if she could only moan and screech her demand for that release ; finally he took commiseration on her and sucked her tiny flushed and swell up button into his sass, trapping it between his front dentition and his clapper as he sucked gently, like a kitten nursing at its mother's tit. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thighs clamped his head in berth and her body arch, her brawn rigid and shaking as she rode through her outset genuine orgasm like a true sparrow spinning through a crack. After nearly a second she collapsed back into the soft comforter and twisted away from Victor's persistent tongue, no longer able to handle his teasing touch, her post orgasmic consistence just too sensitive.

He took ruth on her and lifted his chief from her dripping sex and started to fawn back up her consistence, unable to dissent the siren yell of her fluent unflawed skin and her confection musky scent, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in reception to even the lightest of his buss. He reached her head, using the bedspread to pass over his brass, leaned in to buss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy smiling crossed her lips,"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 tease her, and swore she saw his heart glowing with mirth, or maybe even love ? A young lady could go for after all.

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

He brushed his lips against her sensitive skin one more clock time, his easy breath causing her to thrill slightly, before he lay next to her, ignoring the crisp mess he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in superior's blazon, falling irrevocably in making love with her gaffer, far below them Candy was gathering her minions ; she had her mind set on the magniloquent handsome man and she'd be damned if she gave him up without a fight. She stood glaring at St. David, microphone, and Tony as the nervous men shuffled their feet,"What the fuck is the trouble ?"

"I don't know…um Gayle is like a pretty nice somebody 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 attention to Tony,"I would ingest thought she'd be decently up your alley - she is built like a XII year old boy after all ! That is about the right hand age isn't it ?"

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

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

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

Before Tony could say anything further she turned to David,"And should we spill the beans about Miss Holt in account statement ? The one you served a gin and soda pop with a wind of rohypnol…you think of her, she had to be taken to the infirmary net Christmas company cause you can't count and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No problem."Candy replied with a smile ; she had no intent of being these three retard'excuse, and no intention of going to jail when they ultimately got caught, and no intention of turning the substantiation of their injudiciousness over - her nonexistent proof ! She had her excuse ; right now she was giving a blowjob to the skinny geek from the mailroom, what did a half hour either way really matter anyway ? Once that pimply-faced dweeb's little bill hit her mouth, he wouldn't know what year it was let alone what time ; she would make damn sure of that !

The three men watched as confect sashayed her plenteous ass out the lowly room's door, seemingly hypnotized by the back and forth gesture ; it wasn't until the door closed and the blonde's quivering butt was lost from view did the men break from their spell, Mike taking a abstruse breather as he started for the doorway,"Come on then, let's get this over with."

Far above the three aflutter men, master was donning his black cape as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the frowzled bed,"So vampire ?"

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

"Ahhhh, my semi good-looking Phantom."She giggled, pretending to faint as she fell back onto the soft Edward D. White comforter,"Oh Phantom, are you going to dishonor me…I hope…"

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

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupid party !"She gasped, grabbing him around the cervix as he started to rise,"Wait !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another kiss, this metre her lingua tentatively peeking from her slightly parted sass, her soft moan growing louder as he took the bait and gently probed her mouthpiece, seeking the offered prize and finding it waiting for him. After a few seconds that seemed to span hour, she dropped her head to the voiced pillows and sighed,"God, what the hell is happening to me ?"

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

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

"Something's bothering you."

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

"Gayle,"

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

"We can slow down…"

"NO !"She exclaimed more vehemently than she intended, staring a instant at his look of surprise before they both began laughing, Gayle easily slipping into his implements of war 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 ; hell, I wan na go faster !"She snuggled her headspring 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 fountainhead to the political party to at least make an appearance and she was, after finally letting herself go with winner, eager to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the womanhood who was in honey, the adult female who was brave enough to wear the sexy costume she had purchased on a whim earlier that day, the woman who no prospicient hid behind sloppy clothing and sarcasm. As she was muddling this in her head, surrounded by silence except for the measured cadence of master's strong heart, his phone rang ; Gayle gave a trivial thigh-slapper of surprise, then giggled at her silliness as she looked up with a sheeplike grin and a rosy-cheeked face, Victor just smiling at her before checking the presentation on the minuscule electronic device,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a reconcile sigh as he connected the claim,"hello ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him talk to the buxom blond with a ferment look on his face, rolling his heart several fourth dimension before grinning at her as he shook his head 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 soft enough to see by the exasperate look on his handsome side that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the aggressive blond woman."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is kinda hot and those boobs…wow !"

Victor ended the call as he grinned at his belittled paramour, sliding his headphone back into his sack 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 bastardly man !"

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

Gayle smirked as she cupped her own tiny tit,"Good matter 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 jut ; she didn't even bother with a bra, hadn't since she was twelve and wore a training bra. When she realized they weren't going to get any big she just stopped bothering and wore t-shirts like a boy ; gravity wouldn't be her opposition. Gayle looked up with a frown,"But…"

"But what ? Your breasts are exquisite…and I don't have to concern about throwing my book binding out !"He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the bedroom door ; she shook her point and laughed, sighing a instant later as she heard the lift arrive and soon depart, her new lover, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her head, still ginning a smile that she just couldn't wipe from her pretty face ; for once life story was good and she was going to enjoy it.

She crawled from the bed and searched for her article of clothing, she really hadn't paid attention to where her matter had landed in those wild helter-skelter import as they had entered the room ; she was more centre on the man in whose weapons system she found herself in, the man she suddenly realized she had loved for as long as she'd known him.

Gayle dressed and took one last look in the full length mirror, shaking her school principal as she realized just how a good deal her little body was left uncovered by the skimpy costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her reflectivity in the mirror,"wellspring young lady, its now or never…ok then, Lashkar-e-Taiba go establish the world the new us !"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"My name is not David…"

"Oh tap 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 bolt down the small cleaning woman but they all suddenly knew there was footling choice now."Do something !"

"Shit"David growled and did the simply matter he could think of, he hit Gayle in the typeface just as grueling as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the floor."tinker's dam 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 experience anyway, she knows who we are !"

The two other men stared at him a moment before Saint 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 firm grasp on his arm.

"You can and you will…now the sole question is what do we make it attend like ?"

"Look like ?"Tony asked, swallowing hard as his stomach table of contents threatened to seduce an unplanned appearance.

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

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

"Or do we despoil her and micturate it look like some fucking sex deviant did it."St. David finished, his eyes lighting up with the possibility ; he had never really taken a good 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 center wild with terror.

"Look you fucking slight prick."mike growled as he roughly grabbed the smaller man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly bare body as David watched with a little snicker, the taller man feeling a great deal better about the whole affair since rape was mentioned - he liked his bitch to make him operate for it ! Mike stood over Tony, ripping off his masquerade so the smaller man could see the seriousness of his words,"What ever we do, we all do it, we all end up as shamefaced as the other two so no one is tempted to fucking squeal to the bull - anyone talks and we all…all three of us, get the phonograph needle ! Got it ?"

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

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

David laughed, like it was all some big plot, some big joke,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around Mike, still grinning like a five twelvemonth old with a cooky, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the small man back to the trading floor before picking up the tiny woman's hitch pattern and tossing her over his shoulder like a butcher with a side of beef as he started for the bedroom door,"And no signified wasting a perfectly good piece of ass, so I say rape."

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

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

"ass hell !"mike growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the belittled man to his metrical foot,"Look, confect was right, she's as small as a kid. Just fucking close your eyes and make she's the short stop on the Pee Wee baseball squad !"Tony stared at him in repulsion and mike sighed as his anger faded, he really didn't like the idea of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could barricade St. David at this point and Mike did say what one did they all did,"flavor, you don't have to finish or anything, just shove your pecker in her a few clip and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to stare at him in horror as rent ran down his pale face ; microphone sighed and gave him a light shove towards the bedroom,"spirit, you can do this…you deliver to do this !"

Far below in the raucous dance hall, Victor was listening to the inane babbling of one of the ship's company CEO's he did patronage with ; a lot of business so he patiently smiled and nodded his head as the fat man prattled on about his golf game, master constantly checking his watch between glancing at the dance palace's large room access, the fat man's words lost on him as he wondered for the one-hundredth meter what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stupe to clear Victor hadn't heard a parole he said, and slapped the tall man's shoulder,"That was classic !"

victor smiled, forcing a chuckle from his lips ; this was the CEO of the ten percent robust company in their city after all so indulging him was a concern necessity,"Very amusing."

"Oh, and you won't believe what happened next…"The young Sus scrofa prattled on, his ample jowls quivering in his entertainment ; Victor thought it fitting he was dressed as Henry the eighth. He checked his watch again and froze as he suddenly saw an trope in his brain ; Gayle's dark center opened astray in terror, tears running down her soft boldness as she called out his name in desperation.

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

"But I haven't gotten to the best part 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 pick up where we left off."

"Oh very well."Thomas laughed cheerfully, too pudding head to agnise he was being brushed off,"No residual for the wicked hey ?"

"Something like that."Victor mumbled as he walked away, his mind already forgetting the fat fool even existed ; something was going on with Gayle, something bad - very bad ! He had learned not to dismiss his visual sensation a very tenacious metre ago, they were rarely wrong and even if this was one of the few times they were, he still was interest why Gayle hadn't yet arrived ; perhaps it was cypher Sir Thomas More than she needed a little moral support, her costume was a bit revealing…

victor stopped when he felt a small hand take hold of his arm, turning to see candy's smiling look,"Buy a heavily working girl a drink ?"

Victor looked down into her optic and his heighten senses recorded a million affair about her in that rip second, a million little firearm of data that suddenly had his stomach churning with worry. He could smack a man's seed on her, well a boy's since he recognized the scent of Collin, the medical intern who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this ambitious blonde white shark wastefulness time with him ? He also heard her heart racing in her chest, saw the veins in her cervix distending as blood ran through them at ever increasing book ; he could sense her fear and nervousness, see her schoolchild dilate slightly as she desperately tried to delay him. She was up to something nefarious, something he was sure included Gayle,"What's going on candy ?"

She plastered that hallmark grinning on her facial expression as she poured on the magic spell,"Just a lonely fille trying to get a handsome man to spend a little time with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his eyes saw through her performance in an twinkling,"Cut the turd you lilliputian bitch ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"confect recoiled as his eyes literally seemed to flaunt red with ira,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the ballroom's gravid flowery doors, his cushy leather place making muted slapping phone on the round marble flooring 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 master hurried past the elevators, his black cape flying behind him, and entered the stairwell threshold. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to catch the boastfully man before he got too far to differentiate him the stairwell doors were locked from the inside ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no sign of victor, just his porcelain masquerade party laying broken at the young man's feet.

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

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

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

"sufficiency, 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 completely roll in the hay rotten deal !"

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

"I changed my intellect !"Mike shot back, kicking the taller man hard in the midsection and knocking him back to the floor,"Killing her is one affair, but this is just regorge !"He turned to attend at Gayle cowering naked on the large bed,"I'm sorry about this, I really am."

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

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

"PLEASE NNNOOOOOOO…"She screamed as he grabbed her small ankle and pulled her to him, his correct handwriting flashing out, the knife he held there biting into her figure as he stabbed her stomach three prompt times. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in impact, coughing up a small-scale trickle of blood, her riot choked off by the combustion suffering that quickly spread through her body.

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon…"microphone replied, his words cut off by a gurgling scream behind him ; he turned to see soul, or something, literally chewing his way through Tony's neck as the man screamed over and over, an cold phone that froze even a sociopath like Mike in berth. He watched as Tony fell tacit, his optic glazing over as his headspring came release and his body fell limply to the storey, spraying hot red profligate in all directions from the murder mass of meat that had once been his neck opening. The large figure, dressed in a black mantle and Edward Douglas White Jr. blood stained shirt, stood slowly, his oculus two vivid red coals burning in a hideously savage put-on of a man face, Tony's severed read/write head still in his hand, the dark frame's claw like fingers clutching the lowly man's nighttime hair.

There was a settle down present moment of quiet as Mike stared into those hopeful fiery red optic, a moment that seemed frozen in time, an infinity passage in the blinking of an eye ; but that moment ended as the dark figure dropped Tony's severed head, screaming out a sound so other worldly and terrible, Mike swore his pith stopped for a moment. He didn't have clock time to contemplate what he was seeing and hearing because before his eye could even register the crusade, the creature crossed the room and drove his declamatory fist through microphone's head, like a hammer through a melon. Gayle gasped as mike's encephalon splashed over he small naked body, shielding her face as routine of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyes off the dark figure as he literally held Jacques Louis David up from the inside of his tattered skull.

It turned to stare at David as he whimpered and tried to get up, concern and his pants still tangled around his mortise joint making it a ineffectual drive ; the creature snarled as it watched him, it's declamatory blank dentition gleaming a sickening whiteness in the dim room as if they glowed some hellish light source al their own. Gayle watched as the beast dropped Mike's cadaver and turned to face David, almost as if it were unaware of her bearing, and slowly closed the distance with a terrible cold seemliness ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the wight stalk its next victim, the horrifying beauty of the monster capturing her attention and refusing to let it go.

The large dark chassis stood over David a moment, then threw back its forefront and let out a awful roar that shook the windowpane, a roar that Gayle could finger in her bones. But the primal sound that caused David to relax his bowels and void his bladder in abject terror held no fright for her ; somewhere in that dreaded strait she heard something familiar, something that offered comfort instead of pain, love instead of death. She watched with just curiosity now as David wept like a scared child, pathetically pleading for mercy in a thin weak representative. Suddenly the creature knelt, driving a powerful stifle into Saint David's stomach and forcing the air out of the taller man in an volatile gasp, a low menacing rumbling emanating from somewhere deep inside the goliath's massive bureau as it grabbed David's face in it's large clawed hand.

Gayle gasped again as she heard it verbalise, a spokesperson she knew well,"You try to dishonor my beloved and you ask for mercy ?"

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

Victor ignored her almost silent whisper as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nothing but a piece of music of core to his kind ; Victor spoke in a low menacing tone, carefully pronouncing each word,"I am Vampyrie, a Lord of the Night, a child of the rakehell mother, I have no mercy for the likes of you !"

Victor drove his head down, his razor sharp teeth ripping into David's cervix ; euphoria filled his mind as the hapless man's warm up salty blood filled his mouth, the coppery taste lingering as the descent slid easily down master's throat, as had the blood line of countless other mortals before him down through the aeon. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the taste of human being blood almost a sexual release and Victor knew why some of his kind had become so addict that they had slaughtered thousands of human race, becoming mad with desire for the warm vital drink that produced such exhilaration in his citizenry. But it was a unawares live sensation and as Victor stood, David drained to the lastly few drops of his life's blood, he could experience the warm wonderful tendrils of the alimentation frenzy slowly moorage from his brain, leaving him satiate and content.

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

He hurried to her side, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his weapon system, her blood adding to the Al Gore that already stained his clothing ; she smiled as her eyes fluttered, a struggle to go along them open,"It's nil, doesn't even hurt anymore…"Victor turned his telling inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the heat of her injury, smell the wickedness bloodline and the corruptness that had already begun to eat away at her dying organic structure ; her wounds were fatal and no Doctor in the domain could relieve her !

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

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

"Gayle…oh Gayle you're dying."master whispered through his teardrop,"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 listen Gayle, listen to me."Victor repeated, giving her a sad grinning when she opened her eye,"I can save you but…but I have to crap you like me…I…I have to realise 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 !"

"timeless existence ?"Gayle whispered, her eye closing as she smiled,"I like that…eternity…"That was close plenty for him ; he brought his carpus to his rima oris, biting down hard and wincing, even Vampyrie felt pain.

He placed his buck bleeding wrist to her mouth, petting her easy Robert Brown hair with his former mitt as he leaned down and whispered,"swallow 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 human Gayle but would also leave birth to something more. Gayle sucked greedily at his lesion a few more consequence before the animate being in his blood spread through her physical structure and began the transformation, with which came painfulness. Her eyes opened all-embracing and she screamed out her excruciation as Victor held her down,"Shhhh, I know my love, I know it hurts but the bother will go across soon…its ok…"She screamed one more time before the pain became too much and her nous, in an effort to save her sanity, switched off and the blissful quiet of the black reached up and claimed her.

Victor sighed, gently placing his script on her humble breast, feeling her heart slow and then finally stop ; this was where her futurity hinged, either her mettle would restart and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die human. He waited, fear tearing at his mind as he searched her still torso for any sign of life ; but he found none, nothing but death resided in her humble descriptor and his heart sank as his head dropped, what was he to do without her, his unending life would seem so discharge with out her at his side.

He lifted his oral sex suddenly and stared at her peaceful looking aspect, did he feel something, a flutter, the diminished flicker of living ? Yes, there it was again, her centre stirring ever so slightly, like a small bird rousing from a recondite sleep ; suddenly a third twitch and then without any further warning her heart began beating strong and proud as life again returned to her small body. But not the life sentence she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite human, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you hear me ?"

She didn't respond but the quiet deplorable moan that escaped her pocket-size slightly parted backtalk was enough for him as joy filled his mettle ; but there was no time to mislay, she was still vulnerable until the transformation was everlasting and that would require various more than days at least - she had been very near last after all !

Victor pulled his mantle from his shoulders and wrapped her small bloodstained physical structure in the cloggy silk and woolen garment, it was thick and tender and would provide her plenty shelter from the coldness ; he may have used it as a costume this nighttime but there was a metre when this mantle, and others like it, adorned his across-the-board shoulders on a day-after-day groundwork. He didn't need the protection it afforded from the chill dark air and she soon wouldn't either, but for now she was still fragile and though she lived now there was no guarantee that she would remain that way, not yet.

He stood, Gayle in his arms, and surveyed the carnage he had wrought ; he knew it would be best if she could remain undisturbed until she was stronger but it had been a noisy massacre and individual was sure to come investigate sooner rather than later. He smiled grimly as he started for the door, yes someone would come soon and it might be a bit inept to try and explain the descent soaked room ; let alone three mangled corpse laying on the trading floor, one almost completely drained of blood line !

master walked past the lift, scooping up Gayle's giant bag as he passed, and down the hall, kicking open the door that led onto the roof garden that acted as a sitting area for the penthouse suite and straight to the short rampart that looked out over the edifice roof right. He sighed as he looked down the thirty feet to the tar and crushed rock surface below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the short rampart, there was no other alternative, he couldn't take the independent elevator with a blood covered defenseless womanhood in his arms so he had to take the maintenance elevator and it stopped at the roof below.

He took a deep breath and stepped from the top of the wall, falling the length quickly and letting his ramification bend with the impact of his ft hitting the roof at nearly twenty miles an minute, not for himself but to save Gayle from as much of the jarring landing as he could. Satisfied she had weathered the jump with no ill effects, master quickly ran to where the large sustentation lift doors stood closed to the cold air of the nighttime, Gayle's small body light-headed as a feather in his arms. She wouldn't have presented much of a effect had he been a normal man, and he was definitely not normal ; he smiled as he pressed the call push and was rewarded with a dim yellow light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the boastfully metal box that smelled faintly of grease and paint and waited as it slowly descended the 70 trading floor into the sub-basement he hoped would be abandon this clip of nighttime ; smiling as the doorway opened to near pitch darkness. The inky-black fateful presented no problem to him, his center quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by several information processing system displays, a digital clock and the odd indicator light was alike high noon to his sensitive eyes.

He quickly walked out of the turgid workroom, across the small hall and to the steel door that led to the parking basement, kicking hard and smiling as it easily gave way to his inhuman strength ; he walked into the brightly lit subterranean parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked hours ago, laying Gayle gently in the back bottom before sliding behind the bicycle and driving off into the cold dark night. It was time for both Victor Anderson and Gayle Winters to disappear, to cease to exist ; something he had done uncounted times before down through more year than he cared to think back and, he was sure, he would do many to a greater extent metre in the years to get. Now though he no longer dreaded the ageless 100 ahead of him, he would no longer go through life alone…





candy walked through the office, smiling at the hoi polloi working diligently at their desks ; she was still the office manager but was indisputable that she would soon be resigning her attitude. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to let on his discretion to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the company's ever-dwindling profits, accelerating the once profitable house ultimate demise. The company was slowly going under as it tried to survive marketing and reselling Gayle wintertime's blueprint, but with out any new inventions or the clever introduction she was noted for, their top customers were quickly losing pursuit ; CEO's were ill-famed for their short attention yoke and Gayle's old designs were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to impress your clients and contender with tech they all had, no the plot was not he who had the best toys won but he who had the new miniature first won.

candy really didn't care if the company went under or not, at 29 she was set for sprightliness ; between what she was able to extort from her new boss, along with what she had been able to slip from the company ever since becoming the VP in kick of accounting meant she would never give birth to work again.

She walked into her enceinte opulent office and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously deluxe business office hot seat ; all purchased from fellowship finances, from a high-end competition no to a lesser extent. Candy looked down and was surprised to see a black gasbag with her name written in bloodline red ink in duncical bold strain on the battlefront ; she rolled her eyes, this had to be someone's jocularity for the Halloween party tonight. She was actually a little surprised they were even having it after the nightmare of last years political party ; Mike, Saint David, and Tony literally shoot apart, Gayle and victor missing. She knew the case was still open, Gayle and Victor having never been found ; but it was no concern of hers, nothing pointed to her even though the wholly mess had been her doing. wellspring her plan hadn't gone quite the way she had envisioned it, only Gayle was supposed to die that night and winner was definitely not supposed to disappear.

But it had all worked out in her favour ; 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 master as CEO was much more easily manipulated than he had been. Yes, all in all the whole thing had actually been a grace to the buxom blond and had advanced her plan to retire young by several years.

candy picked up the gasbag and used a prospicient pink painted nail to open it as she mused upon that night a class ago ; the prevailing hypothesis was that microphone, David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to give a petty company of their own and Victor had found them and in a madness murdered them all, the police had interviewed the desk clerk that had witnessed their kiss and it was the most plausible scenario in their thinker - it was always the boyfriend after all !

Gayle's body had never actually been found but The Medical Examiner had assured anyone who would listen that the copious sum of money of her parentage found in the bed most assuredly think of she had died that dark and he could only assume that victor had taken her body for some macabre guilt trip driven understanding. Candy smiled as she pulled the chummy card from the envelope ; 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.

confect furled her eyebrow when she read the one dividing line written in the same thick blood red ink as her epithet on the gasbag, ‘ Meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the go two letters, it couldn't be ; no this had to be somebody playing a unbalanced joke and she was going to make them bid they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the large bloomers in her desk, pulling her purse out, opening that and pulling a pocket-size handgun out ; whoever was trying to trifle her would pay a very love Price for that mistake - nobody fucked with her and didn't pay a darling Leontyne Price for it !

She pulled the small weapons magazine, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her purse, after slamming the flyspeck cartridge back home, and walked from her office, pausing only to speak to her secretary,"Tina, I'll be out of the office the quietus of the day, I need to speak with a client."

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

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

As she stepped out of the lift, ripping the yellow constabulary tape out of her way, she saw a humble blonde sitting at Gayle's now obsolete piece of work station, her backbone to the elevator. confect stepped into the with child lab, a chummy layer of debris had settled on everything inside and she coughed softly as her fundament kicked up diminished swarm,"Who are you and what…"

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

"Wha…"

"Now be subdued will you ?"The woman interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hate to make to rip your lingua out…that comes later !"The small-scale woman typed a few more headstone with her gloved hand and whistled softly,"My goodness, how much did you steal anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This sentence the small woman didn't laughter as she turned and to face the big-breasted blonde,"SHUT UP YOU screw BITCH !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blonde wig from her head,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three shitheads to dishonor and bump off me, but you've been stealing the company blind for the finale four class too ?"

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

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

confect shook her head and to her citation recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her bag, dropping the modest leather bag as she pointed the lowly black steel weapon system at Gayle,"wellspring I assure you you won't get better this time !"

"That won't do you any good you know, I'm not the shy little 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 nose once again,"In fact you'll find there have been a bang-up many changes in me…"

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

Out in the street Victor was getting a little impatient as he circled the engine block for the fourth prison term, wondering what the inferno was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, nag candy's estimator, get the incriminating datum, and get out. But he had been waiting almost two hours and was worried she had been caught ; they didn't really look like they did a year ago but they would probably still be recognized if spotted by anyone who knew them.

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

Gayle slid into the tail following to him and smiled, her finger slipping her chalk back up her nozzle,"Got it."

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

She tilted her head and smirked at him,"I thought you like fille 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 upper lip and smiled as she popped her digit into her mouth,"Mmmm, just a bit of Candy… ”