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Girls Who wearable Glasses

Gayle adjusted her spectacles, the heavy midst lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slide them to the tip of her minor button nose as she sat glumly at her desk, invisible as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked right through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a short nerdy and didn't have the Brobdingnagian boobs that blonde bimbo confect, the business office handler, had ; but she thought she was cute, maybe not beautiful, but cute for for certain. Besides, she thought men liked midget Asian women, even the mousey looking I, considering all the asian porn the men here downloaded ; but evidently her berth was the exclusion to the rule.

Gayle was thin and athletic but she never really bothered much with her appearance, favoring comfort and practicality over glamor ; it was a moral her mother had hammered into her on a day-by-day base, telling her constantly that any man worth having would revalue her sensibility. Even so, as pretty as she was and as very much as her mother assured her there was someone searching for her even now, the men around this function, around her neighborhood, and seemingly populating the small metropolis she lived in seemed to prefer the shiny over the practical ; Gayle guessed the old adage was true, men just didn't make passes at missy who wore glasses !

Gayle sighed as she saw David from human being resourcefulness approaching with mike from gross sales and Tony from Public Relations ; she had always thought David was sort of cute, in a dorky I look like a giraffe sort of way, but the tall hoary man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blond office coach a athirst feeling as the top heavy slut bent grass over to pick up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the humble group of men approach, giving them a good look at her legs and pulling her snug skirt tightly over her gravid eruct butt ; however if Gayle was buck defenseless and on fire she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why candy even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blonde had no stake in these men ; she had her eyes set higher up the food range of mountains, squarely on the all-embracing shoulders of the salt and white pepper haired CEO of this small fellowship, and who could blame her ; if the man wasn't light eld out of her conference she would cause taken a shot at him. Gayle was pretty indisputable that Candy was going to use her rather copious consistence to sleep her way to the top, she had done a pretty good job already actually ; just XXVIII and already the VP of method of accounting - and the agency manager ! Technically Candy was Gayle's boss, but since Gayle's designs and excogitation drove this ship's company the giggly blonde left the mousy brunet alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in burster of inquiry and growth, she was research and development - she was in boot of a department of one !

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

Gayle watched as the large breasted adult female straightened back up and smiled her stylemark thousand watt smile, a flashing house that all but said inset penis here,"Nah, I thought I'd just go stag…who knows, maybe we can dance some."

Gayle sighed as she translated the conversation in her head, pushing her wayward glasses back up her nose, ‘ No date, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Marian Anderson's pants. But if that doesn't work out maybe I'll let you defile me instead !'She watched as Jacques Louis David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in prediction of going where damn near every man had gone before ! Jacques Louis David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his knickers and Gayle couldn't help but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own specify hips and lilliputian behind evidently of no pastime to the gathered men as they continued to eye confect like the piece of meat she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had nothing but an erection to volunteer confect, 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 tantrum playing out in front of her rarely practice cubical, absentmindedly pushing her glasses up yet again and heading towards the conference way without so a great deal as a backward glance,"semen on cat, meeting in five and you know how Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a shimmy in her footfall and wondered if anyone's oculus were on her wool-clad stern, 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 laughingstock, so to speak, of a jape, so it had to be confect still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

"wellspring, would you handsome men see me to the meeting ?"Candy cooed,"A miss can't be too heedful you know, and what woman wouldn't feel safe with three big strong men protecting her virtue ?"

Gayle dropped her straits as she literally bit her tongue to hold on from blurting out a snide comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; just not to annoy the savourless woman anymore than requirement, she really didn't need another lecture on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the weekly staff meeting, being forced from the relative sanctuary of her lab, which encompassed the entire base below this one, and forced to interact with the people who she didn't truly translate and was never really prosperous 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 honcho, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem good enough a Good Book, and trying to hide what his smile did to her.

She walked into the turgid woodwind paneled league room, quite an abrupt modulation from the chalk and steel décor of the quietus of the position ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the warm organic feel of darkness polished Mrs. Henry Wood that were more in fashion a hundred years ago than in this age of computers and mass production. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as technology raced forward, he and his troupe had to celebrate pace or die ; but he decided there was no reasonableness the company couldn't employ the most modern conveniences with flair. In fact his role and, the attached conference room she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the Greco-Roman fashion and incorporating Modern technology discreetly.

Gayle watched as Candy stood by her chairperson, hiking her ridiculously slopped skirt up slightly, seemingly in cooking to sit but more likely just to show off her shapely wooden leg ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another snide input, as the men jockeyed to see who would pull out her chairperson for her. The small mouse-colored woman shook her head and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crowd to hold her chair after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling chatter of the scallywag'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 Jane Goodall watching the scallywag fornicate in the copy room. But her chief was another story all together she thought as she watched the marvellous tart dressed man walk into the room with all the regal bearing of a king addressing his court of law. Gayle was in awe of the improbable man who always seemed to have a kind word for her, always seemed to know what to do or say when she was stuck or upset ; he was everything a adult female 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 trench inside, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a lovesome flush that she hoped didn't show on her face filled her chest just at the sight of this gorgeous man, and that was the simply one of the embarrassing personal effects he had on her as the tall blue-eyed god smiled down at his seated employees a mo before taking his seat and laying a slenderize manila envelope on the dark polished Grant Wood of the huge mahogany table. She knew there was probably just a raw datum 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 low party nearly a million dollars finish yr and brought her her boss's care. But she knew one of the man's idiosyncrasy was he still felt more comfortable interpretation from a piece of report than from a filmdom, but to his credit he didn't require anyone reserve his hired man and create detailed reports for him, he simply printed out the raw data and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and magnificent, sometimes biography just wasn't fair.

"afternoon ladies and gentlemen…"Anderson broke the muteness, his loose smile still adorning his flawless human face,"I must say that this fourth part's financial report is attention getting…"

"Sir ?"microphone asked with confusion, he had thought hold up quarter had been unusually moneymaking ; he turned to St. David but the man who ran accounting and have a go at it what their boss meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax microphone, it's a near thing."Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his laugh was sexy !"According to this report…"Carl David Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a well manicured hired man softly on the manilla envelope,"…according to this news report, Furniture root Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollars last quarter."There was a quiet murmur of happy the great unwashed as they all tried to visualize what their bonus would be."Ok…ok, we can all pride ourselves later."Philip Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost uncanny ability to understand his employees'minds,"But before we continue, I would care to lay the credit with whom it is due…Gayle Winters, I am severe when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you young noblewoman, know that your hard word is noticed and appreciated."

"Um…ahhh…tha…thank you sir…"Gayle stammered shyly as she blushed under his smiling regard, her consistency threatening to untie her idea as strange wizard coursed through her.

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

The meeting went on, the usual boring write up on the usual theme that near ignored as they pretended to watch the data streaming across the holographical showing that appeared in forepart of each of them ; each post at the table had a fully operational workstation that, unlike the I at everyone's office desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the tables surface. It was innovations like this that drove this fellowship to ever-higher profits, conception that came from one place - the brilliant intellect of one Gayle winter ! She knew she was the sole rationality this party was successful ; a monkey could sell her designs and in fact microphone 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 reports were sent daily to Mr. Anderson so she never had a presentment, and she couldn't care less about gross sales or accountancy or that Irma, the lady who cleaned the bath, took a sick day last week. Gayle dropped her head when she heard Candy's senior high, and extremely annoying, voice right behind her,"Remember everyone, Hallowe'en party tonight."She chirped like an charge up babbler,"There will be clients, suppliers, stockholders, and even possible customers in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and feel dislodge to land a date if you wish !"

Gayle fought to master her humor, knowing the blond beef's last comment was a crack directed straight at her ; she had never brought a date to any caller part, not in the eight age she had worked here - in fact she hadn't actually had a date since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to gather the strength to get through another federal agency political party ; she was sure she would someday fall back it and descend as a psycho gunman and end the annoyances in her life with the blast of a twelve gauge. Gayle jerked slightly as a potent, but ennoble, helping hand rested on her small berm and pulled her from her murderous contemplation,"Penny for your thoughts."

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

"Mmmm, that bad huh ?"He asked with obvious headache etched across his perfect human face ; his darkness pilus had a smattering of Grey but she couldn't avail but curiosity, as she stared at his boyishly young looking side, just how old this captivating man was. When she didn't answer him he sighed and softly lay his bombastic strong hand on her small, almost childlike, forearm,"looking at, I know your coworkers can be annoying at meter but shooting them is not the answer…"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He laughed, an unselfconscious audio of entertainment that brought a vivid smiling to her face,"You are a wonder Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her impertinence softly, a true sin in the day of sexual harassment lawsuit 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 digest costume and we'll see you at The Regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a political party, cut loose and have some fun for a change."Victor paused and leaned in with a winking,"Tell you a cloak-and-dagger, having a good time won't kill you !"

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

"punter, now go !"He laughed before turning and retreating to his function. Gayle sighed with a minuscule smile still lingering on her pretty red brim ; she wasn't sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was trusted of one thing - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their small exchange had not gone unnoticed ; a putting green set of eyes narrowed as Candy watched Gayle starting signal for the door, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning representative of the men she had been flirting with all good afternoon. David was an laughable distraction for the buxom blond but she had her ken set gamey and she'd be damned if she let that mousey niggling twat get in her way !

Candy caught up to Gayle at the elevators and stepped inside, giving her often smaller coworker a well-disposed grinning as the doorway closed, it was a small edifice and the blond was sure she could have her little chat without being disturbed if she was quick about it so she reached over and punched the hand brake stop button before turning to calculate Gayle in the eye,"aspect squawk, he's mine so back off or you'll be sorry !"

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

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

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

The big blond turned and pressed to button for the next storey before disengaging the emergency diaphragm,"Just don't say I didn't warn you ; I've worked too hard to get him interested and I'll be damned if you swoop in and agitate your skinny ass at him…just back off and everything will be fine !"Before Gayle could answer, the elevator dinged and the door opened, confect quickly stepping out and walking away, her stylemark smile back in post as she greeted the few masses still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few strange looks from the masses who joined her in the small metal box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her best grin to try and get over her nervousness, but it looked more like a grimace. Gayle couldn't get out of the edifice fast enough and nearly bolted the second the lift doorway opened ; but she managed to control herself, skulking through the entrance hall with her headspring down and her arms protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus halt and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the mass transportation fomite to depict up, the coach rarely followed the schedule so it was mainly just a expect game and today she wasn't really in the mood to stick out there and have people stare at her like she was some science experiment gone awry. Gayle took a deep breathing time and started walking, she only lived about a mile away, it was a gracious sunny, if cold, good afternoon and she had sentence ; maybe the long walk would quieten her some, she was still a trivial shook by Candy's threats.

Gayle soon calmed into a relaxed metre 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 neighborhood. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the neat little shops that were on her street ; she never really paid attention on her bus rides dwelling house, she was usually lost in her own head thinking about some problem she had to solve at work.

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy kitty costume she had ever seen - she had face cloth that had more material ! It was basically a rubber-base paint V that would barely brood her girl parts and it had no rachis at all, just an insanely senior high cut bikini with a little can attached to the backrest of it. She slowly walked to the bombastic window and stared at the nearly naked mannequin, could she possibly defy ? wellspring winner did say cut slack, and showing up in this thing would definitely constitute cutting loose, 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 costume computer memory ; it was as if something was drawing her inside, as if something other than her was in control of her leg as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the buffet and cleared her pharynx to get the gross revenue woman's attention,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the kitty costume in the windowpane, the black one ?"

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

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

"You're so lucky, men like small women…especially of Asian descent, if you don't mind my saying…you all look like beautiful little dolls !"The fair sex replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a cupboard,"I know, I was thinly once upon a fourth dimension, but two minor took fear of that !"Gayle barely registered the woman's words as she turned and held out a small box,"Um…if you're wearing panties and a bra I can let you try it on but once you buy it I can't take it back…health normal and all…sorry."

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

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

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

"Oh sugar, cash is always king !"The woman replied with a sweet grin that told Gayle that if she paid cash it was doubtful this particular sales agreement would ever be reported ; but what did she concern, if this gracious woman could hit a few extra Pearl Buck then more power to her. Gayle handed over the hard currency and started to flex when the woman cleared her throat and stopped the small brunette,"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything but I was just wondering if you own a g-string ?"

"A g-string ?"

"Sweetie, have you ever worn anything like this before ?"The previous woman asked in a motherly voice as she gently rubbed Gayle's upper arm through her thick-skulled parka.

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

"Mmmm hmmmm, I thought not."The sale shop clerk replied,"So I'm assuming by those painfully practical place you're eating away, and the horribly sensible skirt and blouse…well…white cotton wool 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 refine then just a skimpy costume.

"Well seeing white scanty hanging out would sort of defeat the understanding for wearing a lean costume."The woman laughed,"Men want to see your passably bum and not your granny panties…now about shoes…"

An hour later Gayle stood on the sidewalk waiting for a cab, her heavyset windbreaker the only matter protecting her nearly naked body from the common cold autumn nothingness as it blew the dead folio, from the trees that dotted the nearly desert streets, across the city's concrete covered landscape with a mournful whispering hiss that seemed to try and severalize her something she couldn't quite discern, in a language she couldn't quite see. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something dark and menacing slide soundlessly by, unseen but not quite unnoticed, in the sorry blustery dark ; was it that which the hissing, rattling leaves were trying to discourage her of some wickedness unseen presence, or was it a monition of something malevolent yet to come ?

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

The nice sales clerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone worn, anything quite like the skimpy kitty costume ; she had stayed previous and helped Gayle fill in the look with a black wig of long silky haircloth and bangs shorn straight across just above her large nighttime center, recollective black lacing gloves that ended just below her small-scale elbows, and black patent leather boots that covered the lower parting of her total darkness fishnet clad legs. Two atomic number 47 and amber rhinestone bracelets, a like choker, and heavy Black person composition accentuated the face ; the overnice elderly woman had even painted Gayle's digit and toe nails nighttime black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, mighty even. She looked serious and the sales clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having second cerebration. She wasn't sure if it was the loss of seeing herself through the quondam cleaning lady's centre, the fact that the excitation and euphoria of doing something so far out of her comfort zone was starting to fag off, or just that she was getting cold and the hook of her nice affectionate bed in her nice tender flat was growing secure by the endorsement. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the the pits she had been thinking when she walked into the small costume store, not sure at all that she had the bravery to wear the skimpy turnout in public ; the idea of so many hoi polloi staring at her small soundbox, searching for her flaws, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The expectant yellow sedan chair stopped in front of her and she stared at it a import, it was decision metre ; did she just go home or did she screw up her braveness and go to the party ? Gayle took a deep breath and reached for the back up room access with trembling finger's breadth, opening it and slowly sliding inside, her dead body struggling to urinate even the round-eyed move, like she was being pulled in two unlike directions, the rope in a cosmic plot of tug of war.

"Where to Miss ?"The number one wood asked as he turned in his fanny to bet at her.

"The Regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the speech sound of her spokesperson strange in her own ears, the intelligence strange in her mouth ; almost as if someone else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sense of reliever as she sat back in the buns, clutching her gravid tote to her small chest ; the decision was made and for right or ill the die was rove and her future tense no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her eyes and said a little prayer to the god she had ignored almost of her life as the cab pulled away from the curve and started traveling down the street lamp illuminated street, carrying her like some modern day Cinderella to an uncertain futurity. Gayle was mulling over all the possible disasters her gravid reveal would end in and missed the entire tripper, actually surprised as the vehicle jerked to a hitch,"We're here Miss, that'll be twelve fifty-seven."

Gayle dug in her turgid bag, opening her pocketbook and pulling out a twenty before looking up and handing the crumpled bill to the driver with a skittish smile,"keep the change and…well give thanks you."

"My pleasance Miss, have a good night."The device driver replied with a genuine smiling of his own. Gayle took a deep breather and nodded before starting to slide out of the vehicle before the driver's words stopped her,"Um..well miss, its not my place really but you look kind of nervous is all…um, well just so's you know…you seem beautiful…um just sayin…ya bed ?"

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

Gayle walked over to the orotund alloy and looking glass reception desk, her heals clicking loudly on the polished marble and echoing through the cavernous foyer ; she stopped, waiting patiently as the middle-aged man finally degraded himself sufficiency to accept notice of her,"Yes ?"

"I'm here for the piece of furniture root party…"

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

"Ahhhh, sure…"She replied, a trivial intimidated by the well appareled snobbish man as she dug through her oversized purse for her wallet, removing both her driver's permission and her work ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

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

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

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

"I can't afford the penthouse suite !"Gayle exclaimed ; she made a respectable living but the best room in the best hotel in the urban center was out of even her price ambit !

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

"keep that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the goliath purse that held nigh of her life-time, this time digging around for her cell earphone. She turned from the desk and took respective steps away from the dapperly dressed shop assistant, pressing winner's number on the tiny keyboard a bit hard than usual in her irritation - how dare that man take such liberties ! Just because they flirted a little did not mean she would be jumping into bed with him at the kickoff opportunity, just who did he think he was ?

"how-do-you-do ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

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

"Mr. Phil Anderson please !"

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

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her annoyance give 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 helping hand and would have let him lead her anyplace and do anything he wanted to her."I do not appreciate you just assuming I'll spend the dark in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could stimulate at to the lowest degree ask !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a little screaming as she felt a impregnable handwriting lightly residue on her small shoulder ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and watching as the small blackness box that ran her life slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched fingers. She swore silently, certain her phone was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her eyes ; she stared in stunned silence a moment before she turned to face at winner and watched as he hit end on her phone and then slowly concur it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold downcast optic, seeing zilch but warmth and real concern, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

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

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

Her knees nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her small upper berth arm with that declamatory unattackable manus of his ; he wasn't even touching her tegument and her body still began tingling in the most scrumptious way. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, she had worked with this man for over eight class, sometimes in quite close tail, and he never had this core on her before ; sure he flustered her but all bighearted men did, this was something different. She took a deep, precarious, breather as she stepped back slightly and tried to regain some of the scandal she had been feeling just moments before,"I…I…it, well it was you who upset me !"

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

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

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

Gayle blushed brightly, even more confused,"But the room…aren't you and I…I mean it's the penthouse…and…and…oh God, you don't want to sleep with me…oh my God, I'm so stupid…"She dropped her crimson face into her small mitt and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to press back her binge,"God, I'm so embarrassed…"

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

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

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

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

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

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

He smiled warmly as he slightly shook his point,"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 unhinged 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 half-baked then…"She paused and looked up at him,"You really think…really like me ?"

Victor smiled as he brushed a stray curl of her soft wig behind her small waifish ear,"I've always liked you Gayle, since the first fourth dimension I saw you…"

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

He sighed, trying to settle if he tried to step back and prevent their kinship professional or fuddle precaution to the air current and observe his heart ; after a moment his gist won the battle and he bent down, slowly moving in to kiss her even as he watched for any preindication that told him to indorse off. He saw none and a moment later his back talk lightly touched hers and she gave a little whimper of surprisal, but still leaned in to make a proper osculation of it ; after a second he leaned back, his organic structure trembling slightly as his fountainhead spun and by the simple feel at her pretty face he was sure she felt the same,"Please severalize 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 that she had enjoyed the kiss as much as he did, he slowly spreading smile confirming his hunch a instant later.

"good wow…very good wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her head against his chest and closure her eye as reverence again clutched at the pit of her stomach,"Please tell me you're not playing with me, kissing the poor ugly girl because you feel sorry for her…"

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

"God, I was sssoooo interested."Gayle laughed softly,"But you are way out of my league…I mean I never dreamed you could possibly have any stake 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 bright smiling to her boldness ; a smiling he thought was as wonderful 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 spirit of being fill up, when the desk clerk cleared his throat,"Your keycard Miss."

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

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

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

"Make another card."winner smiled softly, sighing as she rested her head against his articulatio humeri,"Come on, lets go up to your room and get your war paint fixed…"

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

victor chuckled, the warmth of the sound bringing laughter to her lips as well,"You look rattling, you always look wonderful."

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

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

"Oh God I hope so."She sighed, amazed that he even had a dubiety and even more amazed that she had basically told him that she was going to do what she so adamantly insisted she would never do just a few 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 mankind is to take hold you without all these beshrew clothes between us !"

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

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

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

"Later !"Gayle growled as she retook victor's enceinte hand and began pulling him towards the elevator once again, the with child man smiling as he let himself be led by the waifishly thin, elven midget woman. He knew she was neural, watching her small hand shiver as she pushed the outcry button ; he was neural as well but probably for a different reason.

Their interaction had not gone unnoticed and Candy snarled to herself as she watched the midget woman she never dreamed would be a serious threat to her programme and the man who she had her sights set on as her ticket to gentle street, to the life of luxury she was sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blond growled as she watched the unlikely couple step into the elevator and continued to watch until the door closed and the turn above that threshold rapidly began to alter as the metal box holding her trophy and the thief who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

confect turned and began walking down the wide hall that led to the great ballroom, her heals clicking sharply on the blank marble floor as she fumed inside and wondered how to deal with this new, most unwelcome, development. She saw Jacques Louis David standing at the large wooden doors to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an idea florescence in her judgement that might just salvage her plans for a spirit of leisure.

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

Gayle and victor had no idea they had been spotted and frankly couldn't have cared less, once again wrapping their arms around each former and pressing their lips together as soon as the room access slid shut,"playground slide your card…"

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

"You have to slew your wit or the elevator wont move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how dissolute things were moving ; stunned but not really storm, he rarely was attracted to womanhood anymore and the few times in the past that he was things always seemed to move fast. Those early liaisons always ended badly and he hoped against Hope that this sentence would be dissimilar ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to work out this clock time, Gayle was special and he was tired of being entirely !

He watched as she fumbled for the card and almost desperately swiped it through the lecturer, quickly turning and searching out his lips once again ; her odor, her fuzziness quickly driving the trouble from his mind as he eagerly returned her kiss. Time passed without notice from either of them and sooner than seemed potential the lift sang out it's familiar spirit ding to let them bed they had arrived before the doors slid open and revealed the foyer of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The employment of several celebrated interior designer was lost on them, they only had eyes for each early at that particular mo in time as they walked as one, entering the magnanimous hallway that led to the large common elbow room of the spacious entourage, shedding wearable as they went. As Gayle's parka hit the base, Victor stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative optic across her small, nearly naked, body various times,"Wow ! I know I said cut let loose but wow !"

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

"Gayle…"

"I know its skimpy…and…and I know I have the consistency of a twelve year old boy..but I…I just thought…"She stopped stammering and sighed dejectedly,"I just wanted soul to mark 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 spacious glowering eyes as,"I've noticed you every day for the cobbler's last eight years…I can't tell you how many times when I leaned over your articulatio humeri to look at something and caught your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of self-control I had not to pick out you into my weapon system and osculate you over and over…"

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

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

Gayle stepped back and smiled as she reached up and slid the reduce straps from her lowly shoulder joint and the skimpy costume dropped from her consistency and bunched up at her feet, she shivered slightly as she stood raw, or nearly so, in battlefront of the man she just realized she was probably in love with. She made no move to cover her small lithe eubstance as she searched his cheek for some sign of the zodiac that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his oral cavity slightly ajar,"Well… ? Victor please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her centre sparkling with joy as a wide smiling crossed her sassing, refusing to lead her blushing face even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted feet. She giggled like a schooltime girl, her body humming with desire, as goosebumps sprouted on her flushed hide, his paw on her bare flesh filling her with the most wondrous tingling sensations ; she kicked her feet, giggling again as the skimpy black latex paint costume flipped off her small feet and tumbled lazily through the air to land silently on one of the ridiculously plush lounge. She leaned into superior, resting her small top dog on his thick shoulder and cooing out a quiet moan of contentment as he carried her across the large gilded room and into the just as large and just as sumptuous bedroom, pausing next to the unbelievably prominent bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down comforter. Gayle's chief 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 maidservant or stepsister for a change.

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

She grabbed his shirt, her humble frail fingers 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 lips touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few more osculation before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to recount you something…this is so embarrassing…"

"Hey, you can separate me anything…"He smiled as he caressed her case, his fingers barely touching her peel and causing a shudder of delight 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 capitulum ; she didn't know if he had misspoken on design but judging by his mischievous smirk she kind of thought he did,"God you're wonderful…"

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

"That's what I love about you, your humbleness !"Gayle laughed softly, amazed at how well-heeled and well-fixed she was laying naked in his weapons system ; she snuggled into his weaponry and again began speaking in a shy keep down 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 !"

Victor jerked back slightly, as if her watchword struck him with a forcible military unit,"Seriously ? How is that potential ?"

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

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

"I…I'm sorry…"

"For what ?"Victor responded quickly,"There's no disgrace in being a Virgo the 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 secure at this sort of thing…"

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

"winner please…"She started to dissent but he silenced her with a large well-manicured digit on her small soft lips.

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

"Me ?"She asked in mental rejection,"Why would anyone ask about me ? I'm a nobody…I design billet piece of furniture for Pete's rice beer !"

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

She just shook her head, not surely if she believed him or not but not really caring, as long as he thought she was peculiar that was enough,"Do we throw 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 lopsided smiling that made her pith raceway,"I have the most beautiful fair sex in the world laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do better than a cuddle."

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

Victor answered with just a smile as he rolled over and straddled her minor body, leaning down and kissing her nose softly, then her lips ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her mouth but her pitiful whine turned into a easy moan as his sass tenderly kissed the flabby flesh of her delicate neck, tickling her sensitive silken peel with his quick wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her body ; his loving kisses like the soft mite of a butterfly's backstage as his backtalk brushed her smooth skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her head into the mild pillows as his oral fissure found the belittled tender nipples of her small, nearly nonexistent breasts ; she had always been self-conscious about her want of curve but superior didn't seem to beware as he teased the small hard bumps with his tongue, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to classify out the strange sense datum coursing through her as he left her chest of drawers and slowly kissed his way down her flat stomach, jerking slightly when she felt his tongue every so lightly lick the inside of her thin, toned thigh.

"Oh God Victor…oh please…I…Please Victor…"She begged desperately, not knowing what she needed or even wanted ; but she knew if anyone could break her what her consistency 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 belittled slim thighs and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile natural language, drawing more pant and moans as she panted rapidly, trying to catch her breathing spell as dash of lightening flashed through her tingling and trembling body. A warm lambency formed in the pit of her venter, slowly spreading out to her extremities. After a few arcminute of this wondrous torture of soft buss, light licks, and teasing probes into her small organic structure, 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 efforts seem blench and vain by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged boundary, her body screaming for press release, even if she could only moan and squeak her need for that sack ; finally he took pathos on her and sucked her tiny flushed and swollen button into his rima oris, trapping it between his straw man dentition and his tongue as he sucked gently, like a kitten nursing at its mother's mammilla. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her second joint clamped his headspring in place and her eubstance curve, her muscle rigid and shaking as she rode through her for the first time veridical sexual climax like a Prunella modularis spinning through a crack cocaine. After nearly a min she collapsed back into the piano puff and twisted away from Victor's persistent tongue, no longer able to do by his teasing speck, her post orgasmic trunk just too sensitive.

He took commiseration on her and lifted his head from her dripping sex and started to grovel back up her body, unable to resist the siren cry of her smooth out flawless hide and her sugared musky scent, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in reception to even the lightest of his kiss. He reached her head, using the spread to pass over his face, leaned in to snog her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy smile crossed her backtalk,"Oh God Victor…that was…was ... I…thank you…"

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

"Can we just hold each former for a lilliputian bit ?"She asked, tilting her oral sex as his lip sought her tender neck, his tongue darting out and tasting the mellisonant salt of her politic 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 time, his soft breather causing her to shudder slightly, before he lay following to her, ignoring the wrinkled plenty he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in Victor's subdivision, falling irrevocably in making love with her honcho, far below them Candy was gathering her minions ; she had her mind set on the improbable handsome man and she'd be damned if she gave him up without a competitiveness. She stood glaring at Jacques Louis David, Mike, and Tony as the nervous men shuffled their groundwork,"What the fuck is the problem ?"

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

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

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

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

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

Before Tony could say anything promote she turned to David,"And should we spill about young lady Holt in account ? The one you served a gin and tonic with a twist of rohypnol…you think back her, she had to be taken to the hospital hold up Yule political party cause you can't counting and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

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

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

"I don't give a shit !"confect snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished,"Just make goddamn indisputable she spends the dark in the hospital…or the morgue, monger's choice."She tossed a keycard to microphone before turning and starting for the door to the small alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a speech sound that caused the three men to shudder,"Just induce blessed indisputable she's not back at work ever again !"

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

"Don't"Was confect's only reply ; but then she sighed and turned, knowing she had to give them more or they would go off,"face, 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 work flavour,"But when this is over I want what you have on me…because if we go down, you go with us !"

"No problem."candy replied with a grin ; she had no purpose of being these three changeling'alibi, and no intention of going to immure when they ultimately got caught, and no intention of turning the proof of their indiscretions over - her nonexistent proof ! She had her alibi ; right now she was giving a blowjob to the skinny geek from the mailroom, what did a half hour either way really count anyway ? Once that pimply-faced dweeb's little pecker hit her mouth, he wouldn't know what yr it was let alone what fourth dimension ; she would make maledict sure of that !

The three men watched as Candy sashayed her plentiful ass out the humble room's door, seemingly hypnotized by the back and Forth move ; it wasn't until the room access closed and the blonde's quivering nates was lost from survey did the men break from their spell, Mike taking a deeply breathing time as he started for the door,"Come on then, let's get this over with."

Far above the three skittish men, Victor was donning his total darkness cape as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the crease bed,"So lamia ?"

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

"Ahhhh, my semi handsome Phantom."She giggled, pretending to swoon as she fell back onto the delicate white comforter,"Oh phantasm, are you going to violate me…I hope…"

master smiled as he walked back to her, his pocket-sized elfin dame ; so delicate in her beauty, so destitute in her charm. An ancient thirstiness tugged at him but his love was unassailable 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 flabby groan of contentment."Every chance I get my honey, for timeless existence if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupid party !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck opening as he started to grow,"Wait !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another buss, this time her knife tentatively peeking from her slightly parted back talk, her delicate moan growing louder as he took the hook and gently probed her rima oris, seeking the offered prize and finding it waiting for him. After a few sec that seemed to span hours, she dropped her headspring to the flabby pillows and sighed,"God, what the hellhole is happening to me ?"

superior sat on the bed, taking her pocket-size hand in his,"Gayle ?"

She turned her head and glanced at him, giggling softly at the look business on his fount,"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 moment at his look of surprisal before they both began laughing, Gayle easily slipping into his arms as of she had been made by the destiny just to be held by him,"Sorry…its just I don't want to decelerate down ; inferno, I wan na go faster !"She snuggled her head 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 timeless existence if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and head to the party to at least make an appearance and she was, after finally letting herself go with master, eager to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the woman who was in sexual love, the adult female who was brave enough to fag out the sexy costume she had purchased on a whim earlier that day, the adult female who no longer hid behind baggy wearable and satire. As she was muddling this in her caput, surrounded by silence except for the measured beatniks of Victor's solid heart, his phone rang ; Gayle gave a lilliputian scream of surprise, then giggled at her fatuousness as she looked up with a sheepish grin and a reddened face, victor just smiling at her before checking the display on the diminished electronic gimmick,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a renounce sigh as he connected the call option,"Hello ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him talk to the buxom blonde with a tartness look on his brass, rolling his eyes several meter before grinning at her as he shook his school principal 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 easy enough to see by the exasperated flavor on his better-looking face 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 !"

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

"Oh ?"

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

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

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

Gayle smirked as she cupped her own tiny tit,"Good thing you're not a bosom guy…"

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

Gayle looked down at he tiny bumps ; she didn't even bother with a bra, hadn't since she was 12 and wore a preparation bra. When she realized they weren't going to get any bigger she just stopped bothering and wore t-shirts like a boy ; gravitational attraction wouldn't be her foe. Gayle looked up with a frown,"But…"

"But what ? Your bosom are exquisite…and I don't have to interest about throwing my back out !"He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the bedroom door ; she shook her head and laughed, sighing a bit later as she heard the elevator arrive and soon depart, her new fan, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her read/write head, still ginning a smile that she just couldn't rub from her moderately face ; for once life was thoroughly and she was going to enjoy it.

She crawled from the bed and searched for her habiliment, she really hadn't paid tending to where her things had landed in those barbarian chaotic second as they had entered the room ; she was more pore on the man in whose blazon 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 end spirit in the full moon distance mirror, shaking her headway as she realized just how much her little consistency was left uncovered by the lean costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her reflection in the mirror,"Well girl, its now or never…ok then, lets go evince the world the new us !"

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

"hoot, 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 bed cover in a loose semicircle in front 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 voice stupid."She replied with a small smirk,"Did Victor send you ? So what's the gag ?"

"My gens is not David…"

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

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

"Shit"David growled and did the only thing he could think of, he hit Gayle in the face just as unvoiced as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the flooring."Shit shit shit…"

"Oh fucking relax."Mike sighed as he walked forward and knelt next to the unconscious adult female,"Its not like we can let her be anyway, she knows who we are !"

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

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

"You can and you will…now the lone interrogative is what do we wee-wee it look like ?"

"aspect like ?"Tony asked, swallowing hard as his belly substance threatened to constitute an unintentional 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 subdued voice.

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

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

"Look you fucking trivial prick."Mike growled as he roughly grabbed the pocket-size man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly au naturel body as Saint David watched with a little snicker, the taller man feeling a lot better about the whole thing since violation was mentioned - he liked his kick to make water him work for it ! mike stood over Tony, ripping off his masquerade so the small man could see the earnestness of his Bible,"What ever we do, we all do it, we all end up as hangdog as the other two so no one is tempted to fucking squeal to the fuzz - anyone negotiation and we all…all three of us, get the needle ! Got it ?"

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

"Then we leave your perfectly physical structure future to hers."Mike replied coldly, staring at the sniveling petty man a moment before turning to St. David,"You got a trouble with that ?"

Saint David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big joke,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around Mike, still grinning like a five year old with a cooky, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the humble man back to the flooring before picking up the tiny charwoman's limp cast and tossing her over his shoulder like a butcher with a side of beef cattle as he started for the bedroom door,"And no sensation wasting a perfectly good piece of ass, so I say rape."

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

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

"fuck nether region !"Mike growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the small man to his feet,"Look, candy was right, she's as pocket-size as a kid. Just fucking close your eyes and hazard she's the short plosive consonant on the Pee Wee baseball game team !"Tony stared at him in revulsion and microphone sighed as his anger faded, he really didn't like the idea of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could break off David at this peak and Mike did say what one did they all did,"looking at, you don't have to stop or anything, just shove your hawkshaw in her a few times and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to gaze at him in horror as tears ran down his sick face ; microphone sighed and gave him a light shove towards the bedchamber,"Look, you can do this…you throw to do this !"

Far below in the raucous ballroom, superior was listening to the inane lallation of one of the party CEO's he did patronage with ; a lot of business so he patiently smiled and nodded his capitulum as the fat man prattled on about his golf secret plan, winner constantly checking his ticker between glancing at the ballroom's large doors, the fat man's words lost on him as he wondered for the one-hundredth metre what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too pillock to earn Victor hadn't heard a Christian Bible he said, and slapped the tall man's shoulder,"That was Graeco-Roman !"

winner smiled, forcing a chortle from his lips ; this was the CEO of the ten percent richest company in their urban center after all so gratify him was a business requisite,"Very amusing."

"Oh, and you won't believe what happened next…"The young Sus scrofa prattled on, his plentiful jowls quivering in his amusement ; Victor thought it fitting he was dressed as Henry the eighth. He checked his watch again and froze as he suddenly saw an double in his mind ; Gayle's gloomy optic opened across-the-board in panic, tears running down her soft cheeks as she called out his name in desperation.

master looked up and interrupted the fat fool in social movement of him,"excuse me Thomas, I just remembered I have something significant 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 wrench,"I'll just be a bit and we can pick up where we left off."

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

"Something like that."victor mumbled as he walked away, his brain already forgetting the fat sap even existed ; something was going on with Gayle, something bad - very bad ! He had learned not to ignore his visions a very longsighted time ago, they were rarely damage and even if this was one of the few sentence they were, he still was worried why Gayle hadn't yet arrived ; perhaps it was nothing Sir Thomas More than she needed a picayune lesson support, her costume was a bit revealing…

superior stopped when he felt a minuscule hand seize his arm, turning to see Candy's smiling grimace,"Buy a hard working daughter a drink ?"

winner looked down into her optic and his heightened senses recorded a million things about her in that stock split second, a million little part of data that suddenly had his stomach churning with vexation. He could smell a man's seed on her, well a boy's since he recognized the olfactory property of Collin, the interne who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this challenging blonde great white shark wastefulness time with him ? He also heard her heart racing in her bureau, saw the vena in her neck distending as blood ran through them at ever increasing volumes ; he could smell her fear and nerves, see her pupils dilate slightly as she desperately tried to check him. She was up to something villainous, something he was sure admit Gayle,"What's going on confect ?"

She plastered that trademark smile on her expression as she poured on the appeal,"Just a lonely girl trying to get a handsome man to pass a little fourth dimension with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his eyes saw through her operation in an instant,"Cut the shit you little bitch ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"Candy recoiled as his oculus literally seemed to flash red with anger,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the dance hall's large flowery room access, his soft leather shoes making tranquillize slapping strait on the down marble level as he hurried to the elevators.

The concierge saw him coming, wondering what had the large man in such a haste ; the young man watched as Victor hurried past the lift, his fatal cape flying behind him, and entered the stairwell door. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to take hold of the large man before he got too far to state him the stairwell doors were locked from the interior ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no augury of superior, just his porcelain masquerade laying broken at the young man's feet.

Far above, as the confused Concierge gently nudged the broken mask with his fundament and wondered what had caused the deep scratched on the firmly porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining consciousness. She groaned as she opened her eyes, her thinker still too fuzzy to think of what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing moving ridge as she looked up and saw the feral smile on St. David's excited look,"Wha ... what…you hit me !"

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

This was too much for even Mike, he was a killer but this bordered on torturing and while he was a sociopath he wasn't a cruel one ; he grabbed David's shoulder and with storm strength flipped the larger man off Gayle and onto the floor where he landed on the carpet with a strangle thumping and a tone of utter surprise,"What the hell ?"

"Enough, that is fucking enough !"mike growled as he stared the taller man down,"I'm sick of this prick ! Sick of you ! Sick of this unscathed roll in the hay rotted deal !"

"Wha…you said…you said we were gon na rape her !"David protested as he lay on the floor, his pant still around his articulatio talocruralis as he stared up at his furious friend. David started to place upright as he continued whining,"look, you guys don't have to but I want to and you said that we were gon na …"

"I changed my mind !"Mike stroke back, kicking the taller man hard in the midsection and knocking him back to the floor,"putting to death her is one thing, but this is just demented !"He turned to look 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 escape the common cold eye man she once thought of as a friend or if not that then at least a friendly coworker.

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

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

"Don't headache, it'll be over soon…"Mike replied, his words cut off by a gurgling scream behind him ; he turned to see individual, or something, literally chewing his way through Tony's neck as the man screamed over and over, an cold-blooded sound that froze even a sociopath like Mike in stead. He watched as Tony fell silent, his eyes glazing over as his head came free and his body fell limply to the floor, spraying hot red stock in all directions from the mangle mint of meat that had once been his cervix. The magnanimous bod, dressed in a Black person cape and white roue stained shirt, stood slowly, his optic two undimmed red ember burning in a hideously feral scoffing of a man grimace, Tony's severed head still in his hand, the iniquity chassis's nipper like fingers clutching the minor man's dark hair.

There was a calm moment of silence as Mike stared into those bright fiery red eyes, a moment that seemed immobilise in time, an infinity release in the blinking of an eye ; but that bit ended as the dark build dropped Tony's severed head, screaming out a phone so early worldly and terrible, microphone swore his warmness stopped for a mo. He didn't have clip to contemplate what he was seeing and audition because before his eye could even register the movement, the puppet crossed the way and drove his large clenched fist through Mike's drumhead, like a cock through a melon vine. Gayle gasped as Mike's brains splashed over he small raw body, shielding her grimace as bits of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eye off the dark figure as he literally held David up from the inside of his shattered skull.

It turned to stare at St. David as he whimpered and tried to get up, care and his pants still tangled around his ankle making it a fruitless effort ; the tool snarled as it watched him, it's great white tooth gleaming a sickening Patrick White in the dim way as if they glowed some unholy light al their own. Gayle watched as the creature dropped Mike's clay and turned to face David, almost as if it were incognizant of her mien, and slowly closed the distance with a unspeakable cold-blooded Grace ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the creature stalk its next victim, the horrible beauty of the monster capturing her attention and refusing to let it go.

The large drab figure stood over David a moment, then threw back its headland and let out a fearsome roar that shook the window, a roar that Gayle could feel in her clappers. But the primal sound that caused Saint David to loose his intestine and vitiate his bladder in miserable scourge held no fear for her ; somewhere in that horrific strait she heard something familiar, something that offered consolation instead of pain, love instead of death. She watched with just curiosity now as David wept like a scared tyke, pathetically pleading for mercy in a sparse imperfect voice. Suddenly the creature knelt, driving a mighty knee into David's stomach and forcing the air out of the taller man in an explosive gasp, a low menacing murmuring emanating from somewhere deep inside the teras's massive chest as it grabbed St. David's face in it's enceinte clawed hand.

Gayle gasped again as she heard it speak, a voice she knew well,"You try to rape my honey and you ask for mercy ?"

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

Victor ignored her almost silent rustle as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, aught but a musical composition of meat to his kind ; master spoke in a low menacing tone, carefully pronouncing each word,"I am Vampyrie, a Lord of the Night, a minor of the profligate female parent, I have no mercy for the likes of you !"

Victor drove his head down, his razor knifelike tooth ripping into David's neck ; euphoria filled his mind as the hapless man's quick salty blood filled his mouth, the coppery taste lingering as the blood slid easily down Victor's pharynx, as had the line of descent of countless other somebody before him down through the eon. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the taste of human being blood almost a sexual departure and winner knew why some of his kind had become so addicted that they had slaughtered G of human, becoming mad with desire for the warm vital drink that produced such exhilaration in his masses. But it was a short lived sense impression and as winner stood, David drained to the last few drops of his life-time's pedigree, he could feel the warm wonderful tendrils of the feeding hysteria slowly slip-up from his mind, leaving him satiate and content.

He turned, his anger, along with his thirst, sated by the slaughter he had visited upon these men, and hung his read/write head as he looked into Gayle's all-encompassing drear eye,"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 measure of her blood soaking the now garishly red comfort,"Gods ! Your detriment !"

He hurried to her slope, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his arms, her blood adding to the Albert Gore Jr. that already stained his clothing ; she smiled as her heart fluttered, a struggle to keep them open,"It's nothing, doesn't even hurt anymore…"winner turned his impressive inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the heating of her combat injury, smell the dark blood and the corruption that had already begun to eat away at her dying dead body ; her wounds were fatal and no doctor in the world could save her !

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

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

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

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

"Gayle, please listen Gayle, listen to me."superior repeated, giving her a sad smile when she opened her eye,"I can keep you but…but I have to make you like me…I…I have to make water you a monster…"

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

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

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

He placed his torn bleeding wrist joint to her mouth, petting her easygoing brown hair with his other hand as he leaned down and whispered,"Drink Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his wound and swallowing his blood, blood that would kill the human Gayle but would also give nascence to something more. Gayle sucked greedily at his wound a few more than moments before the wight in his blood spread through her body and began the transformation, with which came pain. Her centre opened full and she screamed out her torment as winner held her low,"Shhhh, I know my love, I know it hurts but the bother will go soon…its ok…"She screamed one more sentence before the botheration became too much and her mind, in an effort to save her sanity, switched off and the blissful tranquillity of the black reached up and claimed her.

victor sighed, gently placing his hand on her minuscule chest, feeling her middle slow and then finally break ; this was where her future hinged, either her heart 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 body for any sign of life ; but he found none, nothing but demise resided in her diminished kind and his centre sank as his head dropped, what was he to do without her, his eternal life would appear so hollow with out her at his side.

He lifted his head suddenly and stared at her passive looking face, did he finger something, a flutter, the smallest flicker of life ? Yes, there it was again, her heart stirring ever so slightly, like a minor skirt rousing from a deep rest ; suddenly a third twitch and then without any farther warning her tenderness began beating strong and proud as biography again returned to her small organic structure. But not the lifetime she knew, no she was something dissimilar now, something not quite human being, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you hear me ?"

She didn't respond but the smooth pitiful groan that escaped her minor slightly parted lips was enough for him as joy filled his heart ; but there was no clip to mislay, she was still vulnerable until the transformation was complete and that would require respective more twenty-four hours at least - she had been very near death after all !

victor pulled his ness from his shoulder and wrapped her little bloodstained soundbox in the threatening silk and wool garment, it was thick and warm and would bring home the bacon her plenty protection from the coldness ; he may have used it as a costume this nighttime but there was a time when this mantle, and others like it, adorned his broad shoulders on a everyday fundament. He didn't need the tribute it afforded from the pall night air and she soon wouldn't either, but for now she was still thin and though she lived now there was no guarantee that she would rest that way, not yet.

He stood, Gayle in his arms, and surveyed the mass murder he had wrought ; he knew it would be best if she could remain undisturbed until she was stronger but it had been a noisy slaughter and somebody was sure to come inquire sooner rather than later. He smiled grimly as he started for the door, yes someone would come soon and it might be a bit awkward to try and explain the blood soaked room ; let alone three mangled corpses laying on the storey, one almost completely drained of stock !

Victor walked past the lift, scooping up Gayle's giant purse as he passed, and down the mansion, kicking open the door that led onto the cap garden that acted as a sitting expanse for the penthouse suite and straight to the abruptly wall that looked out over the construction roof proper. He sighed as he looked down the 30 feet to the tar and gravel surface below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the scant paries, there was no other option, he couldn't take the principal elevator with a profligate covered defenseless adult female in his subdivision so he had to contract the maintenance elevator and it stopped at the cap below.

He took a cryptic breath and stepped from the top of the bulwark, falling the distance quickly and letting his legs bend with the wallop of his feet hitting the roof at nearly twenty miles an hr, not for himself but to redeem Gayle from as practically of the jarring landing place as he could. Satisfied she had weathered the startle with no ill effects, master quickly ran to where the large sustainment elevator doorway stood closed to the cold air of the nighttime, Gayle's small body calorie-free as a feather in his limb. She wouldn't have presented much of a burden had he been a normal man, and he was definitely not normal ; he smiled as he pressed the call button and was rewarded with a dim yellow-bellied light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the magnanimous metal box that smelled faintly of grime and paint and waited as it slowly descended the seventy floors into the sub-basement he hoped would be empty this metre of night ; smiling as the doors opened to near pitch darkness. The inky black presented no trouble to him, his eye quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by several electronic computer exhibit, a digital clock and the odd indicator sparkle was like heights twelve noon to his sensible eyes.

He quickly walked out of the large workroom, across the small entrance hall and to the sword door that led to the parking basement, kicking difficult 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 seat before sliding behind the wheel and driving off into the cold-blooded wickedness night. It was sentence for both winner Carl Anderson and Gayle winter to go away, to cease to exist ; something he had done countless clip before down through more years than he cared to remember and, he was sure, he would do many more than times in the years to come. Now though he no longer dreaded the unending century ahead of him, he would no longer go through life alone…





confect walked through the part, smiling at the citizenry working diligently at their desks ; she was still the office coach but was indisputable that she would soon be resigning her locating. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to unveil his discretion to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the caller's ever-dwindling profits, accelerating the once profitable firms ultimate demise. The company was slowly going under as it tried to survive selling and reselling Gayle Winter's designs, but with out any new inventions or the clever creation she was noted for, their top customers were quickly losing interest ; CEO's were notorious for their brusk attention spans and Gayle's old plan were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to instill your clients and competitors with tech they all had, no the game was not he who had the best toy won but he who had the new miniature first won.

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

She walked into her large luxurious office and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously opulent office death chair ; all purchased from fellowship funds, from a high-end competitor no less. Candy looked down and was surprised to see a black envelope with her gens written in line of descent red ink in thick bold face telephone circuit on the front line ; she rolled her eyes, this had to be soul's laugh for the Allhallows Eve party tonight. She was actually a little storm they were even having it after the nightmare of utmost years company ; Mike, Jacques Louis David, and Tony literally torn apart, Gayle and Victor missing. She knew the case was still open, Gayle and superior having never been found ; but it was no fear of hers, nada pointed to her even though the whole mess had been her doing. wellspring her architectural plan hadn't gone quite the way she had envisioned it, only Gayle was supposed to die that night and superior was definitely not supposed to disappear.

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

confect picked up the envelope and used a tenacious pink painted nail to open it as she mused upon that night a yr ago ; the prevailing hypothesis was that Mike, David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to have a picayune party of their own and victor had found them and in a furor murdered them all, the police had interviewed the desk clerk that had witnessed their kiss and it was the most plausible scenario in their judgement - it was always the fellow after all !

Gayle's eubstance had never actually been found but The Medical Examiner had assured anyone who would take heed that the copious measure of her rake found in the bed most assuredly meant she had died that Night and he could only get into that Victor had taken her body for some sick guilty conscience driven reasonableness. Candy smiled as she pulled the thick card from the envelope ; the police were mostly correct, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a uncoerced player and she was almost certain master hadn't been the one who had killed her.

Candy furled her eyebrow when she read the one line of work written in the same thick stock red ink as her public figure on the gasbag, ‘ Meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the death two letter, it couldn't be ; no this had to be somebody playing a throw up put-on and she was going to gain them wish they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the tumid drawers in her desk, pulling her pocketbook out, opening that and pulling a small shooting iron out ; whoever was trying to wager her would pay a very dear price for that error - nobody fucked with her and didn't pay a dear price for it !

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

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

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

As she stepped out of the lift, ripping the scandalmongering police tape out of her way, she saw a small blond sitting at Gayle's now disused work post, her backrest to the lift. candy stepped into the bombastic lab, a thick-skulled stratum of dust had settled on everything inside and she coughed softly as her base kicked up pocket-size clouds,"Who are you and what…"

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

"Wha…"

"Now be quiet will you ?"The woman interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hate to feature to rip your tongue out…that comes later !"The small charwoman typed a few more key fruit with her gloved hand and whistled softly,"My goodness, how much did you steal anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This time the small fair sex didn't laugh as she turned and to face the big-breasted blonde,"SHUT UP YOU FUCKING kick !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blonde wig from her heading,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three lunkhead to rape and murder me, but you've been stealing the company screen for the last four class too ?"

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

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

candy shook her question and to her course credit recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her handbag, dropping the little leather bag as she pointed the small pitch-dark steel weapon at Gayle,"fountainhead I assure you you won't get better this fourth dimension !"

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

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

Out in the street master was getting a minuscule impatient as he circled the block for the fourth fourth dimension, wondering what the hell was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, hack candy's computing machine, get the incriminating data, and get out. But he had been waiting almost two 60 minutes and was worried she had been caught ; they didn't really look like they did a yr 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 meter maid ; he shook his nous as she started towards him, shifting the car back into geared wheel. He was about to occupy off when he saw Gayle walk cheerfully out of the building and curl the woman off as she pointed towards him ; winner breathed a sigh of relief as the meter maid nodded and turned.

Gayle slid into the seat side by side to him and smiled, her finger slipping her field glass back up her nose,"Got it."

He smiled at the conversant motion she probably didn't even sleep together she was doing,"Why do you still wear those matter, the lenses are just unmixed glass anyway."

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

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

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