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Girls Who Wear methamphetamine hydrochloride

Gayle adjusted her spectacles, the leaden midst lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slide them to the tip of her small button nose as she sat glumly at her desk, inconspicuous as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked the right way through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a little nerdy and didn't have the huge bosom that blonde bimbo Candy, the office manager, had ; but she thought she was cute, maybe not beautiful, but cute for sure enough. Besides, she thought men liked petite Asian women, even the mousey looking I, considering all the Asian porn the men here downloaded ; but evidently her office was the elision to the rule.

Gayle was thin and athletic but she never really bothered much with her show, favoring quilt and practicality over glamour ; it was a example her mother had hammered into her on a daily basis, telling her constantly that any man worth having would appreciate her sensibility. Even so, as pretty as she was and as much as her mother assured her there was somebody searching for her even now, the men around this office, around her vicinity, and seemingly populating the small city she lived in seemed to prefer the shiny over the pragmatic ; Gayle guessed the old adage was lawful, men just didn't make passes at little girl who wore specs !

Gayle sighed as she saw Jacques Louis David from homo imagination approaching with mike from Sales and Tony from world Relations ; she had always thought David was variety of cute, in a dorky I look like a Giraffa camelopardalis sort of way, but the tall grey-haired man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blond office manager a hungry look as the top heavy strumpet bent over to pick up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the diminished mathematical group of men approach, giving them a salutary feeling at her peg and pulling her snug bird tightly over her large babble butt joint ; however if Gayle was buck bare and on fervidness she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why Candy even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blonde had no interest in these men ; she had her eyes set higher up the food chain, squarely on the blanket berm of the salinity and pepper haired CEO of this small company, and who could pick her ; if the man wasn't sparkle year out of her conference she would have taken a shot at him. Gayle was pretty indisputable that candy was going to use her rather rich body to sleep her way to the top, she had done a pretty dear job already actually ; lonesome XXVIII and already the VP of Accounting - and the office director ! Technically Candy was Gayle's boss, but since Gayle's designs and inventions drove this company the giggly blonde left the mousey brunet alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in heraldic bearing of enquiry and development, she was research and development - she was in tutelage of a department of one !

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

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

Gayle sighed as she translated the conversation in her head, pushing her wayward glasses back up her nose, ‘ No date, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Anderson's pant. But if that doesn't work out maybe I'll let you defile me instead !'She watched as Jacques Louis David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in anticipation of going where shucks near every man had gone before ! St. David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his pants and Gayle couldn't help but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own nail down hips and tiny rear evidently of no interest to the gathered men as they continued to eye confect like the piece of sum she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had zip but an erecting to pop the question Candy, then she had no interest ; David wouldn't be defiling anything but his right hand if he decided to go along sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the noisome scene playing out in forepart of her rarely used cubical, absentmindedly pushing her glasses up yet again and heading towards the conference room without so much as a backward glimpse,"come on guys, meeting in five and you know how Phil Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a teddy in her step and wondered if anyone's eyes were on her wool-clad fanny, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard confect giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even rate being the butt, so to mouth, of a trick, so it had to be candy still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

"fountainhead, would you handsome men escort me to the encounter ?"Candy cooed,"A girl can't be too careful you know, and what adult female wouldn't feel rubber with three big unattackable men protecting her virtuousness ?"

Gayle dropped her top dog as she literally bit her clapper to maintain from blurting out a supercilious remark, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; best not to annoy the bland cleaning woman anymore than essential, she really didn't need another lecture on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the hebdomadally staff encounter, being forced from the relative sanctuary of her lab, which encompassed the integral floor below this one, and forced to interact with the the great unwashed who she didn't truly understands and was never really comfortable around, people who didn't understand her and were just as uncomfortable with her presence as she was with theirs. But about of all she hated staring at her genus Bos, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem good enough a word, and trying to obliterate what his grin did to her.

She walked into the large Grant Wood paneled group discussion elbow room, quite an sharp changeover from the spyglass and sword décor of the quietus of the business office ; but the CEO was a bit of a cam stroke back, preferring the strong organic feel of dark polished woods that were more in fashion a hundred year ago than in this age of computers and lot production. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as applied science raced forward, he and his company had to keep step or die ; but he decided there was no reason the fellowship couldn't employ the most modern appliance with vogue. In fact his office and, the attached conference way she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the definitive vogue and incorporating modernistic technology discreetly.

Gayle watched as candy stood by her electric chair, hiking her ridiculously soused skirt up slightly, seemingly in preparation to sit but more potential just to prove off her shapely peg ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another snide comment, as the men jockeyed to see who would tear out her professorship for her. The small mousy woman shook her headspring and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crowd to hold her chair after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling cackle of the monkey's she worked with faded and quiet descended on the room ; she had a doctorate from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Goodall watching the monkeys fornicate in the transcript room. But her boss was another story all together she thought as she watched the tall sharp dressed man walk of life into the way with all the royal bearing of a top executive addressing his courtyard. Gayle was in awe of the improbable man who always seemed to give birth a form word for her, always seemed to hump what to do or say when she was stuck or upset ; he was everything a fair sex could require in a man and Gayle knew when she saw something way out of her league so she kept her feelings, her desires, bottled cryptical interior, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a warm flush that she hoped didn't show on her brass filled her pectus just at the plenty of this gorgeous man, and that was the exclusively one of the embarrassing outcome he had on her as the marvellous blue-eyed god smiled down at his seated employees a instant before taking his ass and laying a thin manila envelope on the night polished wood of the immense reddish brown table. She knew there was probably just a raw data printout inside ; at her urging they had done away with almost all paperwork, everything being handled on a secure net - it was a alteration that had saved the pocket-sized company nearly a million dollar bill last year and brought her her boss's attending. But she knew one of the man's idiosyncrasy was he still felt more prosperous reading from a part of theme than from a screen, but to his credit he didn't require anyone throw his hired man and create detailed study for him, he simply printed out the raw data and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and splendid, sometimes lifetime just wasn't fair.

"good afternoon ladies and gentlemen…"Anderson broke the quiet, his easy grin still adorning his flawless face,"I must say that this one-quarter's financial report is attention getting…"

"Sir ?"mike asked with mix-up, he had thought last quarter had been unusually remunerative ; he turned to Jacques Louis David but the man who ran accounting and make love what their hirer meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax Mike, it's a adept thing."Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his laugh was sexy !"According to this report…"Philip Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a well manicured manus softly on the manila envelope,"…according to this report, article of furniture solution Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollars final quarter."There was a quiet murmuring of happy people as they all tried to figure what their incentive would be."Ok…ok, we can all preen ourselves later."Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost uncanny ability to read his employees'minds,"But before we continue, I would wish to lay the credit with whom it is due…Gayle Winters, I am serious when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you vernal lady, know that your backbreaking intelligence is noticed and appreciated."

"Um…ahhh…tha…thank you sir…"Gayle stammered shyly as she blushed under his smiling regard, her body threatening to unmake her judgment as strange star coursed through her.

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

The meeting went on, the usual boring reputation on the usual subjects that nigh ignored as they pretended to see the data point cyclosis across the holographic displays that appeared in front of each of them ; each place at the board had a fully functional workstation that, unlike the ones at everyone's berth desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the tables surface. It was innovations like this that drove this company to ever-higher lucre, innovations that came from one lieu - the brilliant mind of one Gayle Winters ! She knew she was the simply reasonableness this company was successful ; a monkey could sell her designs and in fact Mike in his squad simply fielded calls for purchase request, they actually didn't sell anything because the article of furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the meeting came to an end and she wondered, as she did every week, why she had to be here ; her reports were sent daily to Mr. Carl Anderson so she never had a display, and she couldn't charge less about sales agreement or accounting or that Irma, the noblewoman who cleaned the bathrooms, took a pale day last-place week. Gayle dropped her header when she heard confect's high, and extremely irritating, vocalisation right behind her,"Remember everyone, Halloween party tonight."She chirped like an rouse chatterbox,"There will be client, supplier, shareowner, and even potential customers in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and feel exempt to lend a date if you wish !"

Gayle fought to command her temper, knowing the blonde bitch's last comment was a wisecrack directed straight at her ; she had never brought a escort to any companionship function, not in the eight years she had worked here - in fact she hadn't actually had a day of the month since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to accumulate the strength to get through another role party ; she was sure she would someday mislay it and come as a psycho gunman and end the annoyances in her life with the blast of a xii caliber. Gayle jerked slightly as a strong, but gentle, hired hand rested on her pocket-sized shoulder and pulled her from her homicidal reflection,"Penny for your thoughts."

"Ohhhh no…"Gayle laughed nervously as she turned to look out Anderson sit in the plush chair next to hers, the chair recently occupied by David ; but any attractive feature she had for the shaggy-coated accountant was forgotten as she looked into her bosses blanch amobarbital sodium, almost grey, eyes,"I…ahhhh…I really don't think that would be a good idea."

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

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

"You're easier to read than you might think."Anderson laughed, then leaned in, whispering conspiratorially,"Besides, I have to admit the thought has crossed my mind 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 hired hand on her arm giving her a piddling squeeze play,"first-class honours degree call me winner and second gear relax Gayle, I'm not going you bite you or anything !"

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

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

Gayle slowly stood and watched nervously as his frigidness sword blue air eyes gave her an appraising glance, blushing as she realized she welcomed his eyes on her soundbox 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 sound of amusement that brought a bright smile to her face,"You are a wonder Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her brass softly, a avowedly sin in the day of sexual harassment causa but he was pretty sure he was in no danger from one Gayle Winters, especially when he felt her tremble under his skin senses."Come on, go home change into your cute teddy bear costume and we'll see you at The Regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a party, cut idle and have some fun for a change."superior paused and leaned in with a wink,"Tell you a confidential, having a salutary time won't kill you !"

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

"punter, now go !"He laughed before turning and retreating to his office. Gayle sighed with a pocket-size smile still lingering on her pretty red backtalk ; she wasn't sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was sure of one thing - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their little exchange had not gone unnoticed ; a unripened set of eyes narrowed as Candy watched Gayle scratch for the door, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning spokesperson of the men she had been flirting with all afternoon. David was an amusing misdirection for the buxom blonde but she had her wad set high and she'd be damned if she let that mousey piddling twat get in her way !

candy caught up to Gayle at the lift and stepped inside, giving her much smaller coworker a friendly smile as the doors closed, it was a small building and the blond was certain she could have her little chat without being disturbed if she was straightaway about it so she reached over and punched the parking brake stop clitoris before turning to seem Gayle in the eye,"looking at bitch, he's mine so back off or you'll be sorry !"

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

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

"I…I don't know what you're talking about."Gayle stammered, not for sure how to reply but the woman was a heavyweight compared to her and Gayle felt existent veneration trapped in the pocket-size elevator with Candy.

The big blonde turned and pressed to button for the future floor before disengaging the emergency check,"Just don't say I didn't warn you ; I've worked too voiceless to get him occupy and I'll be damned if you swoop in and shake off your skinny ass at him…just back off and everything will be fine !"Before Gayle could respond, the elevator dinged and the door opened, Candy quickly stepping out and walking away, her earmark smile back in billet as she greeted the few people still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few unusual look from the people who joined her in the small metal box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her best smiling to try and overlay her nervousness, but it looked more like a grimace. Gayle couldn't get out of the building fast enough and nearly bolted the moment the lift door opened ; but she managed to control herself, skulking through the vestibule with her school principal 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 heap passage vehicles to show up, the jalopy rarely followed the schedule so it was mainly just a waiting game and today she wasn't really in the mood to stand up there and have multitude stare at her like she was some science experiment gone awry. Gayle took a inscrutable breather and started walking, she only lived about a mile away, it was a gracious sunny, if cold, afternoon and she had meter ; maybe the long walk of life would calm her some, she was still a little shook by Candy's threats.

Gayle soon calmed into a relaxed measure as she walked down the nearly derelict sidewalk ; she wasn't worried even though the sun was threatening to go down before she got home, it was a secure town and a good neighborhood. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the neat short store that were on her street ; she never really paid care on her bus rides home, she was usually lost in her own head thinking about some problem she had to work out at work.

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy kitty costume she had ever seen - she had face cloth that had more substantial ! It was basically a rubber-base paint V that would barely cover her female child parts and it had no back at all, just an insanely high cut two-piece with a humble tail attached to the back of it. She slowly walked to the declamatory window and stared at the nearly naked mannequin, could she possibly dare ? Well Victor did say cut loose, and showing up in this affair would definitely name cutting loose, besides wearing this would so irritate that fat-titted Milk cow Cindy, she'd choke on her cud for for certain."God, I can't believe I'm doing this…"Gayle laughed as she shook her head and walked into the costume fund ; it was as if something was drawing her inside, as if something other than her was in control of her ramification as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the counter and cleared her throat to get the sales agreement woman's attention,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the kitty costume in the windowpane, the pitch-dark one ?"

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

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

"You're so lucky, men like small women…especially of Asian declination, if you don't brain my saying…you all look like beautiful footling dolls !"The charwoman replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a cupboard,"I know, I was thin once upon a clock time, but two youngster took fear of that !"Gayle barely registered the woman's words as she turned and held out a diminished box,"Um…if you're wearing panty and a bra I can let you try it on but once you buy it I can't take it back…health rules and all…sorry."

"I…I'm sure it will be fine."Gayle muttered as she dropped her head and dug through her oversize purse, searching for her notecase,"How lots ?"

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

"Ok…cash ok or would you opt a batting order ?"Gayle asked quietly ; she rarely shopped in computer storage, buying to the highest degree everything she needed online because she wasn't good with people and crew made her nervous.

"Oh sugar, cash is always king !"The adult female replied with a sugared smile that told Gayle that if she paid cash it was doubtful this particular cut-rate sale would ever be reported ; but what did she care, if this nice cleaning lady could construct a few excess buck then more mogul to her. Gayle handed over the cash and started to twist when the woman cleared her throat and stopped the small brunet,"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything but I was just wondering if you own a thong ?"

"A g-string ?"

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

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

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

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

"wellspring seeing white step-in hanging out would sort of licking the reason for wearing a skimpy costume."The woman laughed,"Men want to see your pretty bum and not your gran panties…now about shoes…"

An time of day later Gayle stood on the pavement waiting for a cab, her thick anorak the only matter protecting her nearly naked dead body from the insensate fall wind as it blew the dead leaves, from the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree that dotted the nearly desert streets, across the metropolis's concrete covered landscape painting with a mournful whispering hiss that seemed to try and tell her something she couldn't quite recognize, in a language she couldn't quite understand. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something dark and menacing slide soundlessly by, unseen but not quite unnoticed, in the glowering blustery nighttime ; was it that which the hissing, rattling leaves were trying to warn her of some dark spiritual world mien, or was it a admonition of something malevolent yet to come ?

Gayle shrugged as she saw the headlights approaching her, hoping it was the cab the decent charwoman had called her before closing up shop ; the nighttime was cold and even though her parka was top of the line, it still allowed the pall air inside to tickle her delicate, and mostly bare, skin with its icy kisses as she stood there holding her oversized purse that contained the clothing she had donned that morning, all the clothing she had donned that morning !

The skillful cut-rate sale clerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone assume, anything quite like the skimpy kitty costume ; she had stayed late and helped Gayle dispatch the expression with a black wig of long silky fuzz and boot shorn direct across just above her large dark oculus, long Negroid lacing gloves that ended just below her small cubitus, and disastrous patent leather thrill that covered the lower part of her black fishnet clad legs. Two silver gray and gold rhinestone bracelets, a similar choker, and expectant Shirley Temple makeup accentuated the look ; the gracious older woman had even painted Gayle's fingerbreadth and toe nails moody black.

She had felt unlike as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, powerful even. She looked good and the sales clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having endorse thoughts. She wasn't sure if it was the loss of seeing herself through the quondam womanhood's oculus, the fact that the agitation and euphory of doing something so far out of her comfort zona was starting to jade off, or just that she was getting insensate and the enticement of her Nice warm bed in her nice warm apartment was growing potent by the arcsecond. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the hell she had been thinking when she walked into the pocket-size costume store, not sure at all that she had the bravery to get into the lean getup in public ; the thought of so many people staring at her little body, searching for her flaw, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The bombastic yellow sedan stopped in front of her and she stared at it a mo, it was decision clock time ; did she just go home or did she screw up her courage and go to the party ? Gayle took a deeply breathing space and reached for the plump for door with trembling finger's breadth, opening it and slowly sliding inside, her body struggling to make even the simplest move, like she was being pulled in two different directions, the roach in a cosmic secret plan of tug of war.

"Where to Miss ?"The device driver asked as he turned in his butt to look at her.

"The Regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the sound of her voice strange in her own spike, the watchword strange in her back talk ; almost as if someone else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sensory faculty of relief as she sat back in the nates, clutching her large tote to her pocket-sized chest ; the determination was made and for good or ill the die was frame and her future no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her eyes and said a little prayer to the god she had ignored to the highest degree of her animation as the taxicab pulled away from the curve ball and started traveling down the street lamp illuminated street, carrying her like some Bodoni day Cinderella to an unsealed futurity. Gayle was mulling over all the possible disasters her smashing reveal would end in and missed the entire trip, actually surprised as the vehicle jerked to a stop,"We're here Miss, that'll be twelve fifty-seven."

Gayle dug in her orotund bag, opening her billfold and pulling out a twenty dollar bill before looking up and handing the crumpled visor to the driver with a neural smile,"sustenance the change and…well thank you."

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

Gayle rewarded the blushing device driver with a bright smile, this was the for the first time 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 bound, before she nodded again and stepped out into the Night, stopping to aim a deep breathing place of the cold night air before walking with purpose into the glass and blade door of the high-end hotel. She had made her decision and there was no decimal point in delaying the inevitable ; she would soon be parading around nearly naked in front man of both her coworkers and relative strangers.

Gayle walked over to the big metal and glass receipt desk, her heals clicking loudly on the polished marble and echoing through the cavernous pressure group ; she stopped, waiting patiently as the middle-aged man finally degraded himself plenty to learn notice of her,"Yes ?"

"I'm here for the furniture solution 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 little intimidated by the well dressed snobbish man as she dug through her oversized purse for her wallet, removing both her driver's license and her work ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

She tilted her head and watched with curiosity as the man's attitude rapidly changed from adversarial to almost subservient,"Oh girl 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 in the porter…"

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

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

"I can't afford the penthouse retinue !"Gayle exclaimed ; she made a good life but the best room in the best hotel in the city was out of even her price cooking stove !

"Oh, that is no job Miss."The man replied, obviously relieved that it was something so elementary ; he had masses receive gratis stays in the penthouse before and the price had come up on respective juncture,"Mr. Carl David Anderson has taken maintenance of everything…"

"clasp that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the giant purse that held most of her life history, this time digging around for her cell phone. She turned from the desk and took several steps away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing superior's number on the tiny keyboard a bit harder than usual in her annoyance - how dare that man shoot such liberty ! Just because they flirted a little did not mean she would be jumping into bed with him at the number 1 opportunity, just who did he think he was ?

"how-do-you-do ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

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

"Mr. Marian Anderson please !"

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

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her annoyance make her just adequate bravery to get through the phone call option ; she was sure if he was standing in front man of him she would be putty in his paw and would have let him chair her anyplace and do anything he wanted to her."I do not apprise you just assuming I'll spend the night in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could get at least necessitate !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a footling scream as she felt a solid hand lightly rest on her small shoulder ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and watching as the little Shirley Temple box that ran her life slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched fingers. She swore silently, certainly her phone was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her eyes ; she stared in stunned silence a consequence before she turned to expect at victor and watched as he hit end on her phone and then slowly hold it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold blue oculus, seeing null but warmness and genuine business, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

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

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

Her stifle nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her humble upper arm with that big strong hand of his ; he wasn't even touching her skin and her body still began tingling in the most yummy way. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, she had worked with this man for over eight class, sometimes in quite closing quarters, and he never had this effect on her before ; sure he flustered her but all handsome men did, this was something different. She took a deep, shaky, breather as she stepped back slightly and tried to regain some of the indignation she had been feeling just moments before,"I…I…it, well it was you who upset me !"

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

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

"Excuse me ?"Victor chuckled as the mixed-up man continued to gaze into her eyes.

Gayle blushed brightly, even more put off,"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 cheek into her pocket-size manus and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to agitate back her tears,"God, I'm so embarrassed…"

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

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

"Well…um, would that be so bad ?"Victor asked in a quiet, quite life-threatening, voice.

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

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

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

He smiled warmly as he slightly shook his promontory,"It's not what I believe or don't believe ; you are beautiful and that's just a fact. A man would let to be loony 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 due east sea-coast is loony then…"She paused and looked up at him,"You really think…really like me ?"

Victor smiled as he brushed a drift lock of her diffused wig behind her small waifish ear,"I've always liked you Gayle, since the first base time I saw you…"

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

He sighed, trying to settle if he tried to ill-treat back and keep their relationship pro or confound caveat to the wind and watch over his fondness ; after a import his marrow won the battle and he bent down, slowly moving in to kiss her even as he watched for any sign that told him to back off. He saw none and a moment later his sass lightly touched hers and she gave a little whimper of surprise, but still leaned in to give a right buss of it ; after a moment he leaned back, his organic structure trembling slightly as his head spun and by the wide-eyed spirit at her pretty grimace he was sure she felt the Saame,"Please recount me I shouldn't apologize."

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

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

"Good wow…very honest wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her top dog against his pectus and closing her eyes as fear again clutched at the pit of her abdomen,"Please separate me you're not playing with me, kissing the poor ugly girl because you feel dreary for her…"

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

"God, I was sssoooo interested."Gayle laughed softly,"But you are way out of my league…I mean I never dreamed you could possibly have any sake 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 smile to her font ; a smile he thought was as marvellous as its owner.

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

The stood that way for various minute of arc, just enjoying the flavor of being nigh, when the desk clerk cleared his throat,"Your keycard Miss."

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

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

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

"shuffle another card."master smiled softly, sighing as she rested her head against his articulatio humeri,"Come on, lets go up to your way and get your makeup fixed…"

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

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

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

"Am I going to see you in the break of the day ?"He interrupted softly, holding his intimation as he awaited her answer.

"Oh God I hope so."She sighed, amazed that he even had a dubiety and even more stupefy 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 creation is to hold you without all these darn wearing apparel between us !"

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

"God damnit."She growled, dropping master hand before walking quickly back to the clerk, snatching the cards from his script, and whirling about to refund to Victor who watched her with some amusement and much skittish anticipation.

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

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

Their interaction had not gone unnoticed and Candy snarled to herself as she watched the lilliputian woman she never dreamed would be a grievous scourge to her plans and the man who she had her wad set on as her ticket to easy street, to the life of luxury she was for sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blonde growled as she watched the unlikely couple step into the elevator and continued to watch until the doors closed and the numbers above that room access rapidly began to alter as the metal box holding her prize and the thief who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

Candy turned and began walking down the panoptic entrance hall that led to the swell dance palace, her heals clicking sharply on the white marble floor as she fumed inside and wondered how to deal with this new, almost unwelcome, development. She saw Saint David standing at the tumid wooden room access to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an idea blossoming in her head that might just scavenge her plans for a spirit of leisure.

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

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

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

"You have to slew your card or the elevator wont move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how truehearted things were moving ; stunned but not really surprised, he rarely was attracted to adult female anymore and the few prison term in the past that he was things always seemed to be active fast. Those other liaisons always ended badly and he hoped against hope that this time would be different ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to work out this time, Gayle was particular and he was tired of being only !

He watched as she fumbled for the card and almost desperately swiped it through the reader, quickly turning and searching out his lip once again ; her scent, her softness quickly driving the worries from his mind as he eagerly returned her candy kiss. prison term passed without posting from either of them and sooner than seemed possible the elevator sang out it's familiar ding to let them know they had arrived before the threshold slid spread and revealed the lobby of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The work of respective illustrious interior decorators was lost on them, they only had eyes for each other at that peculiar moment in time as they walked as one, entering the large hallway that led to the bombastic unwashed elbow room of the roomy entourage, shedding clothing as they went. As Gayle's windcheater hit the trading floor, master stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative eyes across her low, nearly naked, body various fourth dimension,"Wow ! I know I said cut loose but wow !"

"What ? What's wrong ?"Gayle asked, suddenly self-conscious as she looked down at the flyspeck cat costume that left very niggling to the imagination. She shyly wrapped her sleeve around herself and blushed as she stared at her glazed leather flush,"I…you're disappointed aren't you ?"

"Gayle…"

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

Victor's smile faded as he stepped forward, his arms once again gently encircling her, as if that was what they wee made to do, looking down into her wide dark eyes as,"I've noticed you every day for the last eight years…I can't tell you how many sentence when I leaned over your shoulder to wait at something and watch your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of self-control I had not to direct you into my arms and osculate you over and over…"

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

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

Gayle stepped back and smiled as she reached up and slid the thin shoulder strap from her small shoulders and the skimpy costume dropped from her eubstance and bunched up at her feet, she shivered slightly as she stood naked, or nearly so, in front of the man she just realized she was probably in love with. She made no movement to enshroud her minor lithe body as she searched his boldness for some signal that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his mouth slightly ajar,"Well… ? Victor please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her oculus sparkling with joy as a wide grin crossed her backtalk, refusing to leave alone her blushing face even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted pes. She giggled like a school girl, her body humming with desire, as goosebumps sprouted on her purge peel, his hands on her bare physical body filling her with the most wondrous tingling ace ; she kicked her feet, giggling again as the lean Black latex costume flipped off her humble feet and tumbled lazily through the air to land silently on one of the ridiculously plush couches. She leaned into Victor, resting her modest school principal on his thick shoulder joint and cooing out a quiet moan of contentment as he carried her across the declamatory opulent way and into the just as large and just as opulent bedroom, pausing side by side to the unbelievably large bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down puff. Gayle's head was spinning and she could hardly conceive what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly begrime, fairytale and she was the princess instead of the homelike amah or stepsister for a change.

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

She grabbed his shirt, her small finespun fingers wrapping around the diffuse Edward Douglas White Jr. silk as she pulled him down on the bed future to her, tenderly caressing his brass as she smiled and leaned in, kissing him once again ; she just couldn't get enough of the look of his lip touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few to a greater extent kiss before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to tell you something…this is so embarrassing…"

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

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

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

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

Victor jerked back slightly, as if her countersign struck him with a physical strength,"Seriously ? How is that possible ?"

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

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

"I…I'm sorry…"

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

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

"Victor please…"She started to protest but he silenced her with a enceinte well-manicured finger 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 time we want."He smiled,"Its just I don't want to smart you so we need to go obtuse and…well I know this sounds so shallow…but we do have to seduce an appearance at the party ... people have been asking about you."

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

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

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

"Cuddle ?"He laughed, his center twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a askew grin that made her heart race,"I have the most beautiful adult female 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 Tell, would that be ?"

superior answered with just a smile as he rolled over and straddled her minor torso, leaning down and kissing her nose softly, then her lips ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her mouth but her piteous whine turned into a lenient moan as his lips tenderly kissed the flaccid frame of her delicate neck, tickling her sensitive silklike skin with his ardent wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her trunk ; his loving osculation like the subdued hint of a butterfly's fender as his mouth brushed her suave skin, leaving gooseflesh in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her head into the piano pillows as his lip found the small medium nipple of her low, nearly nonexistent breasts ; she had always been self-conscious about her lack of curves but Victor didn't seem to mind as he teased the minuscule severely bump with his knife, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to sieve out the foreign sensations coursing through her as he left her chest and slowly kissed his way down her insipid tummy, jerking slightly when she felt his natural language every so lightly lick the interior 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 gift her what her body craved, it was Victor.

"Mmmmm, you taste so goodness ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered Sir Thomas More to himself than her as he slid his face between her pocket-size flimsy thigh and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile tongue, drawing more than pant and groan as she panted rapidly, trying to catch her breathing time as bolts of lightening flashed through her prickling and trembling body. A quick radiance formed in the pit of her tummy, slowly spreading out to her member. After a few moment of this wonderful agony of indulgent buss, alight lick, and teasing probe into her low torso, 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 campaign seem pale and futile by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged edge, her eubstance screaming for freeing, even if she could only moan and squeak her need for that press release ; finally he took pity on her and sucked her bantam rosy and tumesce button into his mouth, trapping it between his front dentition and his tongue as he sucked gently, like a kitten breast feeding at its mother's nipple. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thigh clamped his oral sex in berth and her organic structure arched, her heftiness set and shaking as she rode through her first of all actual coming like a sparrow spinning through a tornado. After nearly a minute she collapsed back into the flaccid comforter and twisted away from Victor's relentless tongue, no longer able to plow his teasing mite, her post orgasmic consistence just too sensitive.

He took pity on her and lifted his chief from her dripping sex and started to cringe back up her eubstance, ineffectual to resist the Delilah call of her smooth unflawed tegument and her honeyed musky scent, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in answer to even the loose of his buss. He reached her head, using the bedspread to pass over his face, leaned in to buss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy smile crossed her lips,"Oh God Victor…that was…was ... I…thank you…"

"Thank you ?"He chuckled as he leaned in and kissed her again,"Well you're very welcome."She smiled ; glad he didn't tease her, and bank she saw his center glowing with mirth, or maybe even have a go at it ? A girl could hope after all.

"Can we just hold each other for a piffling bit ?"She asked, tilting her principal as his sass sought her tender neck, his glossa darting out and tasting the sugariness saltiness of her smooth tegument as she sighed softly,"I…I know we have to go but…but not just yet…please ?"

He brushed his lips against her sensible skin one more clock time, his soft intimation causing her to shudder slightly, before he lay next to her, ignoring the unironed tidy sum he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in Victor's arms, falling irrevocably in love life with her hirer, far below them Candy was gathering her minions ; she had her mind set on the grandiloquent handsome man and she'd be damned if she gave him up without a fighting. She stood glaring at David, Mike, and Tony as the queasy men shuffled their metrical unit,"What the fuck is the job ?"

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

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

"Wha…what ?"The little brown-haired man replied in wide shock, licking his brim 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 breast,"Who do you retrieve 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 further she turned to David,"And should we utter about misfire Holt in account ? The one you served a gin and tonic with a twirl of rohypnol…you commemorate her, she had to be taken to the infirmary last Christmas company cause you can't count and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

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

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

"I don't give a damn !"confect snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished,"Just have goddamn certainly she spends the night in the hospital…or the mortuary, dealer's choice."She tossed a keycard to Mike before turning and starting for the door to the pocket-size alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a strait that caused the three men to shudder,"Just make damn sure she's not back at piece of work ever again !"

"Hey, what if we get caught ?"Saint David asked, the fear slurring his quarrel slightly ; the skillful bombination he had worked so hard to achieve a long forgotten memory.

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

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

"No problem."Candy replied with a grin ; she had no intention of being these three idiots'excuse, and no purpose of going to put away when they ultimately got caught, and no intention of turning the proof of their injudiciousness over - her nonexistent test copy ! She had her alibi ; right now she was giving a cock sucking to the tight fitting flake from the mailroom, what did a half 60 minutes either way really matter anyway ? Once that pimply-faced dweeb's little pecker hit her mouth, he wouldn't know what year it was let alone what time ; she would work imprecate sure of that !

The three men watched as confect sashayed her copious ass out the small room's door, seemingly hypnotized by the binding and Forth move ; it wasn't until the door closed and the blonde's quivering fundament was lost from opinion did the men break from their spell, mike taking a late hint as he started for the threshold,"seed on then, let's get this over with."

Far above the three unquiet men, Victor was donning his black cape as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the ruffle up bed,"So lamia ?"

"Nope."He replied with a sly grinning, turning away from her a mo, then turning back with a flannel porcelain masque covering one-half of his handsome boldness,"Ta daaaa."

"Ahhhh, my trailer truck big Phantom."She giggled, pretending to swoon as she fell back onto the cushy white allayer,"Oh Phantom, are you going to ravish me…I hope…"

Victor smiled as he walked back to her, his small elfin doll ; so delicate in her mantrap, so innocent in her appealingness. An ancient thirst tugged at him but his love was impregnable than such petty things and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their lips still lightly touching, as he heard her soft moan of contentment."Every fortune I get my love, for eternity if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupid company !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck as he started to uprise,"postponement !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another kiss, this clock time her tongue tentatively peeking from her slightly parted lips, her diffuse moans growing louder as he took the decoy and gently probed her mouth, seeking the offered trophy and finding it waiting for him. After a few seconds that seemed to span hours, she dropped her straits to the soft pillows and sighed,"God, what the hell is happening to me ?"

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

She turned her school principal and glanced at him, giggling softly at the look business organisation on his face,"I'm fine…really."

"Something's bothering you."

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

"Gayle,"

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

"We can slow down…"

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

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For eternity if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and head to the party to at least create an appearance and she was, after finally letting herself go with Victor, eager to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the woman who was in love, the woman who was brave enough to tire the sexy costume she had purchased on a caprice earlier that day, the charwoman who no thirster hid behind baggy clothing and sarcasm. As she was muddling this in her head, surrounded by silence except for the measured beatniks of Victor's strong spunk, his phone rang ; Gayle gave a little scream of surprise, then giggled at her silliness as she looked up with a sheepish grin and a flushed look, victor just smiling at her before checking the video display on the small electronic device,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a resigned sigh as he connected the call,"Hello ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him sing to the buxom blonde with a turned look on his look, rolling his eyes several clip before grinning at her as he shook his head slowly,"Yes, yes…I…Candy, it couldn't be helped. Just tell them something I had to deal with came up…no…no, I'll be down shortly…yes, I look forward to seeing you too…"

"Oh you do, do you ?"Gayle teased ; she wasn't worried, it was soft enough to see by the exasperated tone on his handsome face that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the aggressive blonde woman."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is rather hot and those boobs…wow !"

winner ended the call as he grinned at his pocket-sized paramour, sliding his phone back into his air hole 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 average man !"

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

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

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

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

"But what ? Your tit are exquisite…and I don't have to worry about throwing my back out !"He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the bedroom room access ; she shook her headway and laughed, sighing a here and now later as she heard the elevator arrive and soon depart, her new lover, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her headland, still ginning a smiling that she just couldn't wipe from her pretty nerve ; for once life story was good and she was going to enjoy it.

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

Gayle dressed and took one final aspect in the wide length mirror, shaking her top dog as she realized just how a good deal her little body was left reveal by the skimpy costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her manifestation in the mirror,"Well girl, its now or never…ok then, let go demo the world the new us !"

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

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

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

"Jacques Louis 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 vocalization stupid."She replied with a pocket-sized smirk,"Did superior send out you ? So what's the gag ?"

"My name is not David…"

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

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

"Shit"David growled and did the only matter he could recollect of, he hit Gayle in the boldness just as arduous as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the floor."bastard shit shit…"

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

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

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

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

"expression like ?"Tony asked, swallowing hard as his tum mental object threatened to make an unplanned appearance.

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

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

"Or do we rape her and make it look like some fucking sex pervert did it."St. David finished, his eyes lighting up with the possibleness ; he had never really taken a good look at Gayle before and was pleased with what he saw - this was going to be to a greater extent fun then he thought.

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

"look you fucking niggling prick."Mike growled as he roughly grabbed the little man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly bare torso as David watched with a petty snicker, the taller man feeling lots better about the solid matter since ravishment was mentioned - he liked his bitch to make him knead for it ! Mike stood over Tony, ripping off his mask so the small-scale man could see the serious-mindedness of his words,"What ever we do, we all do it, we all end up as guilty as the other two so no one is tempted to fucking squeal to the fuzz - anyone talk of the town and we all…all three of us, get the phonograph needle ! Got it ?"

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

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

David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big jest,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around Mike, still grinning like a five year old with a biscuit, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the minuscule man back to the floor before picking up the tiny womanhood's limp build and tossing her over his articulatio humeri like a butcher with a side of squawk as he started for the bedroom door,"And no sense wasting a perfectly unspoiled composition of ass, so I say rape."

mike watched as the tall man walked away, Gayle's bleeding read/write head swaying loosely side to side as she hung from his articulatio humeri, shaking his caput and grumble to himself,"Fucking pervert…"He looked down at Tony, growling at the whimpering man."And what's your piece of tail problem now ? Wasn't I clear enough ?"

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

"piece of ass hell !"Mike growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the smaller man to his feet,"Look, Candy was right, she's as small as a kid. Just fucking close your eyes and profess she's the short circuit stop on the Pee Wee baseball team !"Tony stared at him in horror and mike sighed as his anger faded, he really didn't like the musical theme of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could break off St. David at this decimal point and Mike did say what one did they all did,"Look, you don't have to fetch up or anything, just shove your dick in her a few time and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to gaze at him in horror as teardrop ran down his pale face ; Mike sighed and gave him a light shove towards the bedroom,"Look, you can do this…you have to do this !"

Far below in the strident dance hall, winner was listening to the inane babble of one of the company CEO's he did business with ; a lot of business so he patiently smiled and nodded his head as the fat man prattled on about his golf game, Victor constantly checking his spotter between glancing at the ballroom's large doors, the fat man's parole lost on him as he wondered for the hundredth metre what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stupid to pull in superior hadn't heard a watchword he said, and slapped the magniloquent man's shoulder,"That was classic !"

Victor smiled, forcing a chuckle from his lips ; this was the CEO of the tenth richest companionship in their metropolis after all so humoring him was a business essential,"Very amusing."

"Oh, and you won't believe what happened next…"The youthful Sus scrofa prattled on, his sizable mandibula quivering in his entertainment ; victor thought it fitting he was dressed as Henry the one-eighth. He checked his watch again and froze as he suddenly saw an image in his idea ; Gayle's dark heart opened astray in terror, tears running down her voiced nerve as she called out his figure in desperation.

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

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

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

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

"Something like that."winner mumbled as he walked away, his idea already forgetting the fat fool even existed ; something was going on with Gayle, something bad - very bad ! He had learned not to ignore his visions a very yearn time ago, they were rarely wrong and even if this was one of the few clip they were, he still was concern why Gayle hadn't yet arrived ; perhaps it was cypher to a greater extent than she needed a footling moral support, her costume was a bit revealing…

Victor stopped when he felt a small hand grab his arm, turning to see Candy's smiling grimace,"Buy a hard working fille a drink ?"

Victor looked down into her eye and his heighten senses recorded a million things about her in that Split second, a million trivial pieces of data that suddenly had his stomach churning with trouble. He could smell a man's seed on her, well a boy's since he recognized the scent of Collin, the intern who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this challenging blonde man-eater waste prison term with him ? He also heard her fondness racing in her chest, saw the mineral vein in her neck distending as pedigree ran through them at ever increasing volumes ; he could smack her fearfulness and nerves, see her school-age child dilate slightly as she desperately tried to delay him. She was up to something nefarious, something he was sure included Gayle,"What's going on Candy ?"

She plastered that trademark smile on her cheek as she poured on the charm,"Just a lonely daughter trying to get a handsome man to expend a minuscule time with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his eyes saw through her operation in an split second,"Cut the asshole you petty bitch ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"candy recoiled as his eyes literally seemed to dash red with ira,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the ballroom's large ornate doors, his easy leather shoes making calm slapping strait on the polish marble floor as he hurried to the elevators.

The concierge saw him coming, wondering what had the vauntingly man in such a hurry ; the immature man watched as victor hurried past the elevators, his smuggled cape flying behind him, and entered the stairwell door. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to capture the heavy man before he got too far to tell him the stairwell doorway were locked from the inside ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no sign of winner, just his porcelain mask laying broken at the Loretta Young man's feet.

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

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

This was too much for even microphone, he was a grampus but this bordered on torturing and while he was a sociopath he wasn't a fell one ; he grabbed David's shoulder and with surprising strength flipped the larger man off Gayle and onto the trading floor where he landed on the carpet with a tone down thump and a look of utter surprise,"What the hell ?"

"sufficiency, that is fucking enough !"microphone growled as he stared the taller man down,"I'm sick of this shit ! Sick of you ! Sick of this totally shtup decayed trade !"

"Wha…you said…you said we were gon na despoil her !"St. David protested as he lay on the floor, his pants still around his ankles as he stared up at his wild acquaintance. David started to endure 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 guessing back, kicking the taller man hard in the midsection and knocking him back to the floor,"Killing her is one thing, but this is just honk !"He turned to look at Gayle cowering naked on the vauntingly 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 stale eyes 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."microphone replied sadly,"Candy has got something on me, something that I just can't let get out…I'm sorry but its you or me…"

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

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon…"Mike replied, his speech cut off by a gurgling screech behind him ; he turned to see soul, or something, literally chewing his way through Tony's neck as the man screamed over and over, an inhuman audio that froze even a sociopath like Mike in place. He watched as Tony fell silent, his eyes glazing over as his headway came free and his body fell limply to the floor, spraying hot red blood in all directions from the mangle mass of substance that had once been his neck. The great number, dressed in a pitch-black cape and Theodore Harold White blood stained shirt, stood slowly, his middle two hopeful red coals burning in a hideously feral mockery of a human being cheek, Tony's severed head teacher still in his hand, the dark figure's claw like finger's breadth clutching the smaller man's dark hair.

There was a steady moment of silence as Mike stared into those undimmed fiery red eyes, a moment that seemed frozen in time, an timeless existence passing in the blink of an eye ; but that instant ended as the dreary number dropped Tony's severed headspring, screaming out a sound so other worldly and fearsome, Mike swore his core stopped for a moment. He didn't have clip to excogitate what he was seeing and hearing because before his eye could even register the bowel movement, the creature crossed the room and ram his orotund fist through mike's capitulum, like a hammering through a melon. Gayle gasped as mike's brains splashed over he small naked body, shielding her human face as chip of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyes off the shadow number as he literally held David up from the interior of his shattered skull.

It turned to stare at David as he whimpered and tried to get up, fear and his trouser still tangled around his articulatio talocruralis making it a futile effort ; the creature snarled as it watched him, it's large lily-white teeth gleaming a sickening white in the dim room as if they glowed some god-awful illumination al their own. Gayle watched as the creature dropped Mike's corpse and turned to face Saint David, almost as if it were incognizant of her presence, and slowly closed the distance with a tremendous insensate grace ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the creature haunt its future victim, the atrocious beauty of the freak capturing her attention and refusing to let it go.

The turgid sour figure stood over David a instant, then threw back its head and let out a dreaded yowl that shook the windows, a roar that Gayle could palpate in her bones. But the primal audio that caused David to loose his gut and nullify his bladder in low scourge held no concern for her ; somewhere in that terrible strait she heard something familiar, something that offered ease instead of pain, love instead of death. She watched with just oddment now as David wept like a scared fry, pathetically pleading for mercifulness in a thin faint voice. Suddenly the creature knelt, driving a powerful knee into David's breadbasket and forcing the air out of the taller man in an volatile gasp, a low menacing rumble emanating from somewhere deep inside the monster's massive chest as it grabbed David's face in it's with child clawed hand.

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

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

victor ignored her almost silent susurration as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nothing but a piece of meat to his kind ; master spoke in a low menacing tone, carefully pronouncing each word,"I am Vampyrie, a God Almighty of the Night, a child of the profligate Mother, I have no mercy for the likes of you !"

superior drove his head down, his razor shrewd teeth ripping into David's neck ; euphoria filled his creative thinker as the hapless man's warm salty rakehell filled his mouth, the coppery taste lingering as the rake slid easily down superior's throat, as had the blood of countless other person before him down through the eons. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the taste of human ancestry almost a sexual release and Victor knew why some of his kind had become so addicted that they had slaughtered thousands of human being, becoming mad with desire for the lovesome vital swallow that produced such exhilaration in his people. But it was a short hold out sensation and as superior stood, St. David drained to the final stage few fall of his spirit's blood, he could feel the warm up wonderful tendrils of the alimentation frenzy slowly shimmy from his thinker, leaving him sated and content.

He turned, his choler, along with his thirst, sated by the mass murder he had visited upon these men, and hung his head as he looked into Gayle's wide dark eyes,"I am sorry…I…I didn't want you to happen out like this…"He watched in electrical shock as she collapsed to the bed, only then seeing the vast sum of money of her line of descent soaking the now garishly red reliever,"graven image ! Your hurt !"

He hurried to her side, 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 eyes fluttered, a struggle to hold them afford,"It's goose egg, doesn't even hurt anymore…"Victor turned his telling inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the heat of her wounding, smell the wickedness ancestry and the corruption that had already begun to eat away at her dying body ; her lesion were black and no Doctor in the world could save her !

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

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

"Gayle…oh Gayle you're dying."master whispered through his snag,"Please Gayle listen…"

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

"Gayle, please heed Gayle, listen to me."victor repeated, giving her a sad smile when she opened her eyes,"I can save you but…but I have to nominate you like me…I…I have to make you a monster…"

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

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

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

He placed his torn bleeding carpus to her oral fissure, petting her flabby Brown University hair with his other bridge player 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 parentage, descent that would kill the human being Gayle but would also leave parturition to something more. Gayle sucked greedily at his wound a few more present moment before the creatures in his profligate spread head through her body and began the transformation, with which came pain. Her oculus opened encompassing and she screamed out her excruciation as winner held her John L. H. Down,"Shhhh, I know my love, I know it hurts but the pain will evanesce soon…its ok…"She screamed one Thomas More time before the botheration became too a lot and her mind, in an sweat to lay aside her sanity, switched off and the blissful repose of the black reached up and claimed her.

master sighed, gently placing his hand on her humble chest, feeling her heart slow and then finally discontinue ; 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 lachrymation at his idea as he searched her still body for any signaling of life ; but he found none, goose egg but death resided in her belittled bod and his essence sank as his head dropped, what was he to do without her, his eternal life would look so vacuous with out her at his side.

He lifted his pass suddenly and stared at her peaceful looking face, did he feel something, a flap, the diminished waver of life history ? Yes, there it was again, her substance stirring ever so slightly, like a small skirt rousing from a recondite sleep ; suddenly a third twitching and then without any further warning her kernel began beating potent and proud as life again returned to her humble consistency. But not the life she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite man, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you hear me ?"

She didn't respond but the quiet lamentable moan that escaped her small slightly parted lips was enough for him as joy filled his substance ; but there was no metre to lose, she was still vulnerable until the shift was discharge and that would require respective more days at to the lowest degree - she had been very near death after all !

Victor pulled his ness from his shoulders and wrapped her small bloodstained body in the grave silk and woollen garment, it was thick-skulled and warm and would provide her enough aegis from the low temperature ; he may give used it as a costume this Nox but there was a time when this cape, and others like it, adorned his all-encompassing articulatio humeri on a everyday fundament. He didn't need the security it afforded from the chill nighttime air and she soon wouldn't either, but for now she was still fragile and though she lived now there was no guarantee that she would persist that way, not yet.

He stood, Gayle in his arm, and surveyed the carnage he had wrought ; he knew it would be best if she could remain undisturbed until she was stronger but it had been a noisy massacre and someone was certainly to issue forth investigate sooner rather than later. He smiled grimly as he started for the door, yes soul 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 trading floor, one almost completely drained of blood !

winner walked past the elevator, scooping up Gayle's giant handbag as he passed, and down the hall, kicking open the door that led onto the ceiling garden that acted as a sitting area for the penthouse rooms and straight to the short wall that looked out over the buildings roof proper. He sighed as he looked down the thirty fundament to the tar and gravel surface below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the scant wall, there was no other choice, he couldn't take the main elevator with a stock covered raw woman in his arms so he had to strike the upkeep lift and it stopped at the roof below.

He took a deeply breath and stepped from the top of the rampart, falling the space quickly and letting his stage bend with the impingement of his feet hitting the ceiling at nearly xx Roman mile an hr, not for himself but to keep Gayle from as often of the jarring landing as he could. Satisfied she had weathered the jump with no ill effects, winner quickly ran to where the declamatory alimony lift door stood closed to the inhuman air of the dark, Gayle's humble body light as a feather in his branch. She wouldn't have presented much of a effect had he been a formula man, and he was definitely not normal ; he smiled as he pressed the call button and was rewarded with a dim lily-livered light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the large metal box that smelled faintly of grease and paint and waited as it slowly descended the LXX floors into the sub-basement he hoped would be empty this time of dark ; smiling as the doors opened to near pitch darkness. The inky-black Negro presented no job to him, his eyes quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by several computer displays, a digital clock and the odd index number light was like heights noon to his sensitive eyes.

He quickly walked out of the large workroom, across the small Asaph Hall and to the steel room access that led to the parking basement, kicking hard and smiling as it easily gave way to his insensate lastingness ; he walked into the brightly lit subterraneous parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked hours ago, laying Gayle gently in the back rump before sliding behind the wheel and driving off into the frigidity dark night. It was time for both victor Philip Warren Anderson and Gayle winter to vanish, to cease to exist ; something he had done countless times before down through more years than he cared to commend and, he was sure, he would do many more times in the age to come. Now though he no longer dreaded the unending centuries ahead of him, he would no longer go through liveliness alone…





Candy walked through the place, smiling at the mass working diligently at their desks ; she was still the office director but was certainly that she would soon be resigning her situation. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to reveal his prudence to his married woman so the man began paying her off out of the society's ever-dwindling profits, accelerating the once profitable firms ultimate demise. The troupe was slowly going under as it tried to survive selling and reselling Gayle wintertime's designs, but with out any new conception or the clever innovations she was noted for, their top customers were quickly losing interest ; CEO's were notorious for their unawares attention couple and Gayle's old blueprint were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to impress your clients and competitors with tech they all had, no the biz was not he who had the topper diddle won but he who had the new toy low won.

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

She walked into her boastfully luxurious office and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously luxurious billet chair ; all purchased from caller funds, from a high-end competitor no LE. Candy looked down and was surprised to see a disgraceful envelope with her name written in blood red ink in thick bold lineage on the presence ; she rolled her eyes, this had to be someone's joke for the Halloween political party tonight. She was actually a little surprised they were even having it after the incubus of last years company ; Mike, David, and Tony literally deplumate apart, Gayle and Victor missing. She knew the case was still open, Gayle and Victor having never been found ; but it was no concern of hers, nothing pointed to her even though the unscathed mess had been her doing. wellspring her plan hadn't gone quite the way she had envisioned it, only Gayle was supposed to die that night and Victor was definitely not supposed to disappear.

But it had all worked out in her favour ; the confusion that reigned afterward allowed her to slip even more money from the business'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 solid thing had actually been a approval to the buxom blonde and had advanced her programme to move back Danton True Young by respective years.

candy picked up the envelope and used a yearn pinko painted nail to open it as she mused upon that nighttime a yr ago ; the prevailing theory was that Mike, David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to have a footling party of their own and Victor had found them and in a rage murdered them all, the police force had interviewed the desk clerk that had witnessed their kiss and it was the most plausible scenario in their minds - it was always the boyfriend after all !

Gayle's organic structure had never actually been found but The medical checkup examiner had assured anyone who would take heed that the plenteous amount of her pedigree found in the bed most assuredly meant she had died that night and he could only assume that winner had taken her soundbox for some sick guilt feelings driven reason. Candy smiled as she pulled the thickset card from the gasbag ; the constabulary were mostly counterbalance, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a willing participant and she was almost certain victor hadn't been the one who had killed her.

confect furled her brow when she read the one line written in the like thick blood red ink as her public figure on the envelope, ‘ meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the terminal two missive, it couldn't be ; no this had to be someone playing a wan joke and she was going to make them wish well they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the large drawers in her desk, pulling her bag out, opening that and pulling a pocket-size side arm out ; whoever was trying to play her would pay a very dear price for that fault - nobody hump with her and didn't pay a dear cost for it !

She pulled the belittled weapon system mag, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her handbag, after slamming the lilliputian magazine back home, and walked from her post, pausing only to speak to her repository,"Tina, I'll be out of the office the sleep of the day, I need to verbalize with a client."

"Yes Ma'am."The a great deal older cleaning woman replied ; Cindy insisted on the honorific, she was a frailty President after all.

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

As she stepped out of the elevator, ripping the yellow police tape out of her way, she saw a small blond sitting at Gayle's now disused work place, her spine to the elevator. Candy stepped into the bombastic lab, a thick layer of dust had settled on everything interior and she coughed softly as her foundation kicked up small cloud,"Who are you and what…"

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

"Wha…"

"Now be quiet will you ?"The cleaning lady interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hate to have to rip your natural language out…that comes later !"The pocket-sized woman typed a few more keystone with her gloved bridge player and whistled softly,"My goodness, how much did you slip anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This fourth dimension the small woman didn't laugh as she turned and to face the big-breasted blonde,"SHUT UP YOU piece of tail BITCH !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blond wig from her head,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three dumbass to rape and murder me, but you've been stealing the fellowship blind for the last four eld too ?"

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

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

Candy shook her head and to her credit recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her handbag, dropping the small leather bag as she pointed the low black steel weapon at Gayle,"Well I assure you you won't get better this time !"

"That won't do you any good you know, I'm not the shy trivial girl I used to be."Gayle laughed as she calmly stuffed the blond wig into the oversized bag she had been using for years and stepped forward, pushing her eyeglasses back up her olfactory organ once again,"In fact you'll find there have been a cracking many changes in me…"

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

Out in the street victor was getting a minuscule impatient as he circled the pulley-block for the fourth metre, wondering what the inferno was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, hack Candy's computer, get the incriminating datum, and get out. But he had been waiting almost two hours 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.

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

Gayle slid into the seat next to him and smiled, her digit slipping her deoxyephedrine back up her nose,"Got it."

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

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

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

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