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Girls Who Wear Glasses

Gayle adjusted her specs, the laborious midst lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slither them to the tip of her small button olfactory organ as she sat glumly at her desk, invisible as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked compensate through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a little nerdy and didn't have the huge boobs that blonde bimbo confect, the power coach, had ; but she thought she was precious, maybe not beautiful, but cute for sure. Besides, she thought men liked petite Asiatic women, even the mousey looking I, considering all the asian porno the men here downloaded ; but evidently her part was the elision to the rule.

Gayle was thin and athletic but she never really bothered much with her show, favoring ease and practicality over glamour ; it was a lesson her mother had hammered into her on a daily foundation, telling her constantly that any man worth having would apprize her aesthesia. Even so, as pretty as she was and as much as her mother assured her there was someone searching for her even now, the men around this office, around her neck of the woods, and seemingly populating the little metropolis she lived in seemed to favor the shiny over the hardheaded ; Gayle guessed the old adage was rightful, men just didn't make passes at girls who wore looking glass !

Gayle sighed as she saw Jacques Louis David from human being resource approaching with Mike from gross sales and Tony from populace relation ; she had always thought David was variety of cute, in a dorky I look like a giraffe sorting of way, but the marvelous grey-haired man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blonde power director a hungry look as the top cloggy slut bent over to peck up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the small group of men approach, giving them a undecomposed feeling at her legs and pulling her cubby skirt tightly over her large bubble fanny ; however if Gayle was buck nude and on flack she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why Candy even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blonde had no pastime in these men ; she had her heart set gamy up the solid food chain, squarely on the broad shoulders of the salt and peppercorn haired CEO of this small company, and who could blame her ; if the man wasn't light years out of her league she would have taken a nip at him. Gayle was pretty sure as shooting that candy was going to use her rather rich trunk to sleep her way to the top, she had done a pretty practiced job already actually ; just 28 and already the VP of Accounting - and the office coach ! Technically Candy was Gayle's boss, but since Gayle's invention and innovation drove this company the giggly blond left the mousy brunette alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in thrill of research and ontogeny, she was research and development - she was in explosive charge of a department of one !

David sat on her desk, not as a favorable prelude to conversation, but so he could hide the erection that confect's polyester wrapped ass was giving him as he spoke to the blond char,"So candy, you have a particular date to the party tonight ?"

Gayle watched as the bombastic breasted cleaning lady straightened back up and smiled her earmark thousand watt smile, a flashing planetary house that all but said enclose phallus here,"Nah, I thought I'd just go stag…who knows, maybe we can trip the light fantastic toe some."

Gayle sighed as she translated the conversation in her head, pushing her wayward glasses back up her olfactory organ, ‘ 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 David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in anticipation of going where damn near every man had gone before ! David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his trouser and Gayle couldn't avail but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own pin down hips and midget backside evidently of no interest group to the gathered men as they continued to eye Candy like the piece of heart she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had zero but an erection to offer Candy, then she had no interest ; David wouldn't be defiling anything but his right hand if he decided to continue sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the sicken scene playing out in forepart of her rarely ill-used cubical, absentmindedly pushing her chalk up yet again and heading towards the league room without so much as a backward glance,"cum on guy, merging in five and you know how Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a shimmy in her step and wondered if anyone's eyes were on her wool-clad rear end, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard candy giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even rate being the fanny, so to speak, of a joke, so it had to be Candy still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

"well, would you handsome men escort me to the meeting ?"Candy cooed,"A young lady can't be too careful you know, and what adult female wouldn't spirit prophylactic with three big unassailable men protecting her virtuousness ?"

Gayle dropped her head as she literally bit her tongue to prevent from blurting out a snide commentary, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; Charles Herbert Best not to annoy the flat woman anymore than necessity, she really didn't need another lecture on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the weekly staff coming together, being forced from the relative asylum of her lab, which encompassed the entire base below this one, and forced to interact with the people who she didn't truly understands and was never really well-to-do around, people who didn't understand her and were just as uncomfortable with her presence as she was with theirs. But most of all she hated staring at her Boss, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem undecomposed enough a Bible, and trying to hide what his grinning did to her.

She walked into the heavy wood paneled conference room, quite an abrupt transition from the shabu and steel décor of the rest of the office ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the warm organic feel of iniquity polished Mrs. Henry Wood that were more in mode a hundred years ago than in this age of computing machine and flock yield. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as technology raced forward, he and his company had to keep pace or die ; but he decided there was no reason the company couldn't employ the most modern gizmo with style. In fact his authority and, the attached conference room she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the classic styles and incorporating modern technology discreetly.

Gayle watched as confect stood by her chair, hiking her ridiculously close skirt up slightly, seemingly in readying to sit but more likely just to show off her shapely legs ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another supercilious gossip, as the men jockeyed to see who would rend out her chair for her. The modest mouse-colored woman shook her fountainhead and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crowd to hold her president after all.

Gayle turned when the babble chatter of the monkey's she worked with faded and secretiveness descended on the room ; she had a doctorate from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Goodall watching the monkey fornicate in the copy room. But her hirer was another story all together she thought as she watched the tall abrupt dressed man walk into the room with all the regal bearing of a king addressing his court. Gayle was in awe of the tall man who always seemed to cause a sort word of honor for her, always seemed to know what to do or say when she was stuck or upset ; he was everything a woman could need in a man and Gayle knew when she saw something way out of her league so she kept her intuitive feeling, her desires, bottled deep interior, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a warm bloom that she hoped didn't display on her face filled her thorax just at the mess of this gorgeous man, and that was the only one of the embarrassing consequence he had on her as the tall blue-eyed god smiled down at his seated employees a import before taking his tush and laying a cut capital of the Philippines envelope on the dark polished Wood of the huge mahogany 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 network - it was a change that had saved the minor company nearly a million dollar mark finally year and brought her her chief's tending. But she knew one of the man's idiosyncrasies was he still felt more comfortable recital from a slice of theme than from a concealment, but to his cite he didn't require anyone contain his script and create detailed reports for him, he simply printed out the raw datum and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and brilliant, sometimes life just wasn't fair.

"good afternoon peeress and gentlemen…"Sherwood Anderson broke the silence, his easy grinning still adorning his flawless cheek,"I must say that this quarter's financial theme is attention getting…"

"Sir ?"microphone asked with mix-up, he had thought stopping point poop had been unusually moneymaking ; he turned to Saint David but the man who ran accounting and knew what their knob meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax Mike, it's a good thing."Marian Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his laugh was aphrodisiacal !"According to this report…"Maxwell Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a well manicured hand softly on the manila envelope,"…according to this write up, piece of furniture Solutions Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollar last quarter."There was a quiesce murmur of happy people as they all tried to count on what their bonus would be."Ok…ok, we can all felicitate ourselves later."Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost uncanny ability to read his employees'minds,"But before we continue, I would like to lay the course credit with whom it is due…Gayle Winters, I am serious when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you young lady, know that your tough word is noticed and appreciated."

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

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

The meeting went on, the usual oil production reports on the usual subjects that virtually ignored as they pretended to watch the data streaming across the holographical displays that appeared in front line of each of them ; each seat at the board had a fully operational workstation that, unlike the ones at everyone's post desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the tables surface. It was excogitation like this that drove this companionship to ever-higher earnings, innovations that came from one place - the brilliant mind of one Gayle Winters ! She knew she was the exclusively reason this ship's company was successful ; a monkey could deal her intention and in fact microphone in his squad simply fielded calls for purchase request, they actually didn't sell anything because the furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the meeting came to an end and she wondered, as she did every calendar week, why she had to be here ; her reports were sent daily to Mr. Anderson so she never had a intro, and she couldn't care less about gross sales or accounting or that Irma, the Lady who cleaned the bathrooms, took a grisly day final stage week. Gayle dropped her header when she heard confect's high up, and extremely gravel, voice right behind her,"Remember everyone, Halloween party tonight."She chirped like an delirious magpie,"There will be customer, supplier, stockholders, and even voltage customers in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and palpate release to make for a date if you wish !"

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

Gayle sighed as she struggled to accumulate the military capability to get through another office party ; she was sure she would someday lose it and hail as a psycho hit man and end the chafe in her animation with the attack of a xii standard of measurement. Gayle jerked slightly as a hard, but gentle, hand rested on her small shoulder and pulled her from her homicidal musings,"Penny for your thoughts."

"Ohhhh no…"Gayle laughed nervously as she turned to watch Anderson sit in the plush chairman next to hers, the hot seat recently occupied by David ; but any draw she had for the shaggy-haired accountant was forgotten as she looked into her bosses pale blue sky, almost gray, oculus,"I…ahhhh…I really don't think that would be a goodness idea."

"Mmmm, that bad huh ?"He asked with obvious worry etched across his perfect grimace ; his dark hair had a smattering of greyness but she couldn't help but admiration, as she stared at his boyishly Loretta Young looking face, just how old this captivating man was. When she didn't answer him he sighed and softly lay his enceinte firm hand on her small, almost childlike, forearm,"Look, 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 actor's line as she stared wide-eyed at the obviously amused man.

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

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

He smiled and chuckled softly, the hired man on her arm giving her a footling wring,"offset name me winner and second relax Gayle, I'm not going you bite you or anything !"

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

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

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

He laughed, an unselfconscious sound of amusement that brought a lustrous smile to her nerve,"You are a admiration Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her cheek softly, a true sin in the day of sexual harassment suit but he was pretty surely he was in no danger from one Gayle Winters, especially when he felt her tremble under his touch."Come on, go abode 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 loose and have some fun for a change."Victor paused and leaned in with a wink,"Tell you a secret, having a good time won't killing 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 place. Gayle sighed with a small grin still lingering on her pretty red lip ; 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 niggling exchange had not gone unnoticed ; a common set of eye narrowed as confect watched Gayle beginning for the door, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning vocalism of the men she had been flirting with all afternoon. Saint David was an laughable misdirection for the buxom blonde but she had her peck set higher and she'd be damned if she let that mousey trivial twat get in her way !

Candy caught up to Gayle at the lift and stepped inside, giving her a good deal smaller coworker a friendly smiling as the doors closed, it was a diminished building and the blonde was surely she could have her trivial New World chat without being disturbed if she was quick about it so she reached over and punched the emergency give up clit before turning to look Gayle in the eye,"looking bitch, he's mine so back off or you'll be sorry !"

"Whoa…what ?"Gayle stammered as she took a modest step back in the imprisoned space ; confect's suddenly hostile mental attitude taking her completely by surprise.

"You heard me you petty bitch, superior is mine so back the shtup off !"

"I…I don't know what you're talking about."Gayle stammered, not indisputable how to respond but the fair sex was a behemoth compared to her and Gayle felt really fear trapped in the small elevator with Candy.

The big blonde turned and pressed to button for the adjacent trading floor before disengaging the emergency stop,"Just don't say I didn't warn you ; I've worked too hard to get him matter to and I'll be damned if you swoop in and shake your skinny ass at him…just back off and everything will be fine !"Before Gayle could respond, the elevator dinged and the threshold opened, candy quickly stepping out and walking away, her trademark grin back in place as she greeted the few hoi polloi still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few strange looks from the the great unwashed who joined her in the small metal box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her best grinning to try and cover her nervousness, but it looked more like a grimace. Gayle couldn't get out of the building fast enough and nearly bolted the bit the lift doors opened ; but she managed to control herself, skulking through the lobby with her point down and her arms protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus stop and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the mass theodolite vehicles to express up, the omnibus rarely followed the schedule so it was mainly just a waiting game and today she wasn't really in the mood to tolerate there and have people stare at her like she was some skill experiment gone awry. Gayle took a deep breath and started walking, she only lived about a mile away, it was a nice sunny, if cold, afternoon and she had time ; maybe the prospicient walking would calm her some, she was still a petty shook by confect's threats.

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

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy kitty costume she had ever seen - she had face cloth that had more material ! It was basically a rubber-base paint V that would barely cover her girl parts and it had no back at all, just an insanely high school cut Bikini with a small tail attached to the back of it. She slowly walked to the large window and stared at the nearly naked model, could she possibly make bold ? Well Victor did say cut loose, and showing up in this thing would definitely constitute cutting loose, besides wearing this would so annoy that fat-titted milk cow Cindy, she'd choke on her cud for certain."God, I can't believe I'm doing this…"Gayle laughed as she shook her head and walked into the dress up memory board ; it was as if something was drawing her inside, as if something other than her was in command of her legs as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the riposte and cleared her pharynx to get the sales charwoman's attention,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the jackpot costume in the window, the Shirley Temple Black one ?"

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

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

"You're so lucky, men like modest women…especially of Asian descent, if you don't judgment my saying…you all look like beautiful fiddling dolls !"The womanhood replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a closet,"I know, I was thin once upon a meter, but two Thomas Kyd took care of that !"Gayle barely registered the woman's Book as she turned and held out a small box,"Um…if you're wearing scanty and a bra I can let you try it on but once you buy it I can't fill it back…health rules and all…sorry."

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

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

"Ok…cash ok or would you prefer a batting order ?"Gayle asked quietly ; she rarely shopped in fund, buying virtually everything she needed online because she wasn't trade good with mass and crowd made her nervous.

"Oh sugar, hard currency is always king !"The cleaning lady replied with a sweet smile that told Gayle that if she paid hard cash it was doubtful this special sale would ever be reported ; but what did she care, if this skillful cleaning lady could seduce a few additional clam then more power to her. Gayle handed over the cash and started to plough when the woman cleared her throat and stopped the small brunette,"I'm not trying to be prying or anything but I was just wondering if you own a G-string ?"

"A g-string ?"

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

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

"Mmmm hmmmm, I thought not."The sales clerk replied,"So I'm assuming by those painfully practical skid you're erosion, and the horribly reasonable bird and blouse…well…white cotton fiber pantie ?"Gayle was so stymie 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 melodic theme what was required to be sexy, evidently it was much more complicated then just a skimpy costume.

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

An hour later Gayle stood on the sidewalk waiting for a cab, her thick parka the only thing protecting her nearly naked body from the frigid fall tip as it blew the absolutely leave, from the trees that dotted the nearly abandon streets, across the city's concrete covered landscape with a mournful voicelessness hushing that seemed to try and tell her something she couldn't quite recognize, in a spoken language she couldn't quite understand. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something darkness and menacing slide soundlessly by, unseen but not quite unnoticed, in the sinister blustery night ; was it that which the fizzle, rattling leaves were trying to monish her of some dark unseen presence, or was it a warning of something malevolent yet to add up ?

Gayle shrugged as she saw the headlamp approaching her, hoping it was the cab the prissy woman had called her before closing up store ; the night was cold and even though her windbreaker was top of the transmission line, it still allowed the gelidity air inside to titillate her delicate, and mostly bare, pare with its icy kisses as she stood there holding her outsize bag that contained the habiliment she had donned that morning, all the clothing she had donned that sunup !

The nice sales clerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone hold out, anything quite like the skimpy kitty costume ; she had stayed deep and helped Gayle discharge the spirit with a black wig of longsighted silky whisker and bangs shorn straight across just above her turgid dark eyes, yearn black lace gloves that ended just below her pocket-size elbows, and black patent leather kicking that covered the lower part of her Negro fishnet clad pegleg. Two silver and gold rhinestone bracelets, a similar choker, and heavy black composition accentuated the feeling ; the nice older womanhood had even painted Gayle's digit and toe nails dark black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, herculean even. She looked good and the sale clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having second thoughts. She wasn't sure if it was the loss of seeing herself through the older fair sex's centre, the fact that the inflammation and euphory of doing something so far out of her quilt zone was starting to wear off, or just that she was getting cold and the decoy of her nice warm bed in her skillful fond apartment was growing substantial by the arcsecond. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the hell she had been thinking when she walked into the small costume storage, not for certain at all that she had the bravery to wear down the lean outfit in public ; the thought of so many people staring at her small body, searching for her flaw, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The large yellow sedan stopped in front of her and she stared at it a moment, it was decision sentence ; did she just go habitation or did she screw up her courage and go to the company ? Gayle took a mystifying breath and reached for the rear room access with trembling fingerbreadth, opening it and slowly sliding inside, her body struggling to make even the dewy-eyed movement, like she was being pulled in two different directions, the rophy in a cosmic secret plan of tug of war.

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

"The Regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the sound of her voice strange in her own spike, the countersign strange in her backtalk ; almost as if soul else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sense of sculptural relief as she sat back in the hindquarters, clutching her tumid carryall to her pocket-size breast ; the decision was made and for good or ill the die was cast and her future no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her eyes and said a piddling prayer to the god she had ignored well-nigh of her biography as the taxi pulled away from the curve ball and started traveling down the street lamp illuminated street, carrying her like some modern day Cinderella to an uncertain future. Gayle was mulling over all the potential disasters her great reveal would end in and missed the intact trip, actually surprised as the vehicle jerked to a check,"We're here Miss, that'll be twelve fifty-seven."

Gayle dug in her large bag, opening her wallet and pulling out a twenty dollar bill before looking up and handing the crumble visor to the driver with a nervous smile,"Keep the change and…well thank you."

"My joy Miss, have a good night."The device driver replied with a unfeigned smile of his own. Gayle took a deep breathing space and nodded before starting to slide out of the vehicle before the driver's password stopped her,"Um..well young woman, its not my place really but you look kinda queasy is all…um, well just so's you know…you look beautiful…um just sayin…ya be intimate ?"

Gayle rewarded the blushing driver with a bright smile, this was the first man who had ever called her beautiful and she found that she liked being complimented,"Thank you."She paused as he returned her smile, obviously relieved that she wasn't angry that he had over-stepped some unseeable boundary, before she nodded again and stepped out into the Nox, stopping to fill a deep intimation of the stale dark air before walking with intention into the looking glass and steel room access of the high-end hotel. She had made her decisiveness and there was no detail in delaying the inevitable ; she would soon be parading around nearly naked in front of both her coworkers and congenator strangers.

Gayle walked over to the great metal and chalk reception desk, her heals clicking loudly on the polished marble and echoing through the erectile foyer ; she stopped, waiting patiently as the middle-aged man finally degraded himself enough to aim notice of her,"Yes ?"

"I'm here for the article of furniture resolution party…"

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

"Ahhhh, sure…"She replied, a little intimidated by the well dressed clubby man as she dug through her oversized purse for her pocketbook, removing both her driver's license and her work ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

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

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

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

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

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

"Hold that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the giant purse that held most of her liveliness, this fourth dimension digging around for her cell phone. She turned from the desk and took several steps away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing winner's number on the flyspeck keyboard a bit harder than common in her annoyance - how daring that man convey such autonomy ! Just because they flirted a little did not think of she would be jumping into bed with him at the first chance, just who did he guess he was ?

"hello ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

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

"Mr. Anderson please !"

"Gayle ? Is something incorrect ?"Anderson replied, hearing the strange tone in her vox,"Are you ok ?"

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her annoyance hold her just decent courage to get through the phone yell ; she was sure if he was standing in presence of him she would be putty in his hand and would stimulate let him guide her anywhere and do anything he wanted to her."I do not prize you just assuming I'll spend the night in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could have at least postulate !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a little wow as she felt a hard mitt lightly respite on her pocket-sized articulatio humeri ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and watching as the small disgraceful box that ran her life-time slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched fingers. She swore silently, sure her telephone set was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her optic ; she stared in dazed muteness a consequence before she turned to look at superior and watched as he hit end on her phone and then slowly hold it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold downhearted eye, seeing nothing but passion and echt concern, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

"Wha…how…"Gayle stammered, shaking her caput slightly, trying to wear out the turn looking into his optic had seemingly woven around her mind ; she couldn't seem to think clearly or remember why she was upset, all she could focus on were the butterflies churning in her stomach.

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

Her knees nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her small upper arm with that expectant strong hand of his ; he wasn't even touching her tegument 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 years, sometimes in quite close quarters, and he never had this result on her before ; sure he flustered her but all handsome men did, this was something unlike. She took a deep, wonky, breathing spell 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 !"

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

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

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

Gayle blushed brightly, even more obscure,"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 ruddy font into her small bridge player and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to fight back her split,"God, I'm so embarrassed…"

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

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

"Well…um, would that be so bad ?"victor asked in a tranquillity, quite serious, 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 ?"Victor smiled as he pulled her glasses off and tenderly wiped her tears away with his thumb.

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

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

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

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

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

He sighed, trying to decide if he tried to step back and keep their relationship professional or throw precaution to the wind and play along his pith ; after a moment his heart won the fight and he bent down, slowly moving in to buss her even as he watched for any sign that told him to back off. He saw none and a consequence later his lips lightly touched hers and she gave a little whine of surprise, but still leaned in to make a proper kiss of it ; after a moment he leaned back, his body trembling slightly as his chief spun and by the simple spirit at her pretty expression he was sure she felt the same,"Please separate me I shouldn't apologize."

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

"commodity wow ?"He grinned, indisputable that she had enjoyed the kiss as much as he did, he slowly spreading smile confirming his suspicion a here and now later.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

winner 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."winner smiled softly, sighing as she rested her read/write head against his berm,"cum on, lets go up to your room and get your makeup fixed…"

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

Victor chuckled, the warmth of the audio bringing laughter to her lips as well,"You look grand, 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 tremendous thing to her and just the fact that he thought she was pretty shot her self-confidence through the metaphorical ceiling,"You'll probably run screaming…"

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

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

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

Gayle looked up at him and literally growled as she stepped out of his blazon and took his hand and started leading him towards the elevators, only stopping when the hotel salesclerk called out,"miss, your posting !"

"God damnit."She growled, dropping Victors paw before walking quickly back to the clerk, snatching the cards from his deal, and whirling about to come back to superior who watched her with some amusement and much neural anticipation.

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

"Later !"Gayle growled as she retook master's expectant helping hand and began pulling him towards the elevator once again, the turgid man smiling as he let himself be led by the waifishly thin, elven tiny charwoman. He knew she was uneasy, watching her minor handwriting tremble as she pushed the call button ; he was nervous as well but probably for a unlike reason.

Their interaction had not gone unnoticed and confect snarled to herself as she watched the lilliputian woman she never dreamed would be a grave terror to her plans and the man who she had her sights set on as her ticket to comfortable street, to the life of luxury she was sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blonde growled as she watched the unlikely couple whole step into the elevator and continued to keep an eye on until the doors closed and the numbers racket above that door rapidly began to convert as the metal box holding her prize and the thief who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

confect turned and began walking down the wide lobby that led to the great ballroom, her heals clicking sharply on the White River marble floor as she fumed inside and wondered how to conduct with this new, most unwelcome, development. She saw David standing at the large wooden doors to the dance hall and smiled as he waved to her ; an mind anthesis in her thinker that might just salvage her program for a life of leisure.

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

Gayle and superior had no estimate they had been spotted and frankly couldn't have cared less, once again wrapping their munition around each early and pressing their sass together as soon as the room access slid shut,"Slide your card…"

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

"You have to slide your visiting card or the lift habit move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how fast things were moving ; stunned but not really surprised, he rarely was attracted to women anymore and the few times in the past that he was thing always seemed to run fast. Those other link 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 influence out this meter, Gayle was especial and he was tired of being alone !

He watched as she fumbled for the card and almost desperately swiped it through the referee, quickly turning and searching out his brim once again ; her scent, her effeminateness quickly driving the worries from his idea as he eagerly returned her candy kiss. Time passed without observation from either of them and sooner than seemed possible the elevator sang out it's familiar ding to let them do it they had arrived before the doors slid open and revealed the foyer of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The body of work of several famous midland designer was lost on them, they only had heart for each other at that particular moment in time as they walked as one, entering the with child hall that led to the large rough-cut room of the spacious suite, shedding clothing as they went. As Gayle's parka hit the story, superior stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative eyes across her minuscule, nearly naked, body several times,"Wow ! I know I said cut unloosen but wow !"

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

"Gayle…"

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

superior's grinning 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 iniquity center as,"I've noticed you every day for the lastly eight years…I can't tell you how many times when I leaned over your berm to calculate at something and take in your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of self-control I had not to lead you into my arms and kiss you over and over…"

"Oh Victor…I wish you would have…oh I bid you would have kissed me and never stopped !"She sighed, a looking of wistful joy replacing her previous locution of worry,"We wasted so a good deal time…"

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

Gayle stepped back and smiled as she reached up and slid the thin strap from her minuscule articulatio humeri and the skimpy costume dropped from her trunk and bunched up at her understructure, she shivered slightly as she stood naked, or nearly so, in front of the man she just realized she was probably in erotic love with. She made no move to get across her low lithe dead body as she searched his face for some sign that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his oral fissure slightly ajar,"Well… ? Victor please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her eyes sparkling with joy as a encompassing smile crossed her lips, refusing to leave her blushing aspect even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted feet. She giggled like a school missy, her dead body humming with desire, as goosebumps sprouted on her flushed cutis, his paw on her bare soma filling her with the most wondrous tingle aesthesis ; she kicked her feet, giggling again as the lean blacken latex costume flipped off her small metrical foot and tumbled lazily through the air to land silently on one of the ridiculously plush couches. She leaned into superior, resting her low headland on his thick shoulder joint and cooing out a quiet moan of contentment as he carried her across the orotund opulent room and into the just as large and just as luxurious bedroom, pausing next to the unbelievably boastfully bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down allayer. Gayle's psyche was spinning and she could hardly trust what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly foul, fairytale and she was the princess instead of the homey maid or half sister 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 tough ?"

She grabbed his shirt, her small delicate fingers wrapping around the soft clean silk as she pulled him down on the bed adjacent to her, tenderly caressing his face as she smiled and leaned in, kissing him once again ; she just couldn't get enough of the spirit of his lips touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few more kisses before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to tell you something…this is so embarrassing…"

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

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

"So you had to severalize me I'm wonderful ?"He grinned, having almost as much fun joking with her as he did kissing her soft 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 arms ; she snuggled into his arms and again began speaking in a shy mortify voice,"Victor, I really want to do this, to be with you, but I um, well I've never done this before…I'm a…well I'm a Virgo !"

Victor jerked back slightly, as if her words struck him with a physical force,"Seriously ? How is that potential ?"

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

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

"I…I'm sorry…"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She just shook her read/write head, not sure if she believed him or not but not really caring, as long as he thought she was special that was enough,"Do we induce to go right now, can't we at to the lowest degree cuddle a bit ?"

"cuddle ?"He laughed, his heart twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a lopsided smiling that made her kernel race,"I have the most beautiful woman in the macrocosm laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do effective than a cuddle."

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

master answered with just a smile as he rolled over and straddled her low body, leaning down and kissing her nose softly, then her lips ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her mouth but her pitiful whimper turned into a mild groan as his mouth tenderly kissed the soft flesh of her delicate cervix, tickling her medium silklike skin with his tender wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her body ; his loving candy kiss like the easy touch of a butterfly's wings as his lips brushed her smooth hide, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her head into the soft pillows as his mouth found the small sensible nipples of her small, nearly nonexistent breasts ; she had always been self-aware about her deficiency of curved shape but Victor didn't seem to mind as he teased the belittled tough protrusion with his tongue, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to sort out the strange sensory faculty coursing through her as he left her chest and slowly kissed his way down her flat stomach, jerking slightly when she felt his tongue every so lightly lick the inside of her tenuous, toned thigh.

"Oh God Victor…oh please…I…Please Victor…"She begged desperately, not knowing what she needed or even wanted ; but she knew if anyone could give her what her body craved, it was Victor.

"Mmmmm, you taste so effective ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered more to himself than her as he slid his side between her belittled thin thighs and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile glossa, drawing more pant and moan as she panted rapidly, trying to catch her breath as bolts of lightening flashed through her tingling and trembling body. A lovesome glow formed in the pit of her stomach, slowly spreading out to her extremities. After a few minutes of this fantastic agony of soft kiss, light licks, and teasing probes into her small eubstance, she began to tremble even more violently ; she had never felt anything like this before, she had pleased herself before but this was something so far beyond that it made her efforts seem pale and futile by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged edge, her trunk screaming for sack, even if she could only moan and screak her need for that sack ; finally he took pity on her and sucked her lilliputian sluice and self-conceited button into his mouth, trapping it between his social movement teeth and his tongue as he sucked gently, like a kitten breast feeding at its mother's tit. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thighs clamped his headland in place and her body arched, her muscleman set and shaking as she rode through her first of all real orgasm like a sparrow spinning through a twister. After nearly a minute she collapsed back into the easy comforter and twisted away from Victor's relentless tongue, no longer able to handle his teasing ghost, her post orgasmic body just too sensitive.

He took pity on her and lifted his top dog from her dripping sex and started to crawl back up her soundbox, unable to resist the siren call of her bland flawless skin and her sugariness musky perfume, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in response to even the lightest of his candy kiss. He reached her head, using the bed cover to wipe his face, leaned in to buss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy grin crossed her lip,"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 curse she saw his eyes glowing with mirth, or maybe even love ? A girl could hope after all.

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

He brushed his sass against her sensitive skin one more than meter, his easygoing intimation causing her to shudder slightly, before he lay next to her, ignoring the crisp mess he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in Victor's sleeve, falling irrevocably in beloved with her boss, far below them Candy was gathering her minions ; she had her mind set on the tall handsome man and she'd be damned if she gave him up without a engagement. She stood glaring at David, microphone, and Tony as the nervous men shuffled their feet,"What the fuck is the problem ?"

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

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

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

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

"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 tattle about Miss Holt in accounting ? The one you served a gin and restorative with a twist of rohypnol…you remember her, she had to be taken to the hospital death Christmas Party movement you can't count and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

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

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

"I don't give a bull !"candy snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished,"Just make goddamned indisputable she spends the night in the hospital…or the morgue, principal's choice."She tossed a keycard to microphone before turning and starting for the door to the small alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a sound that caused the three men to shudder,"Just bring in anathemize sure she's not back at employment ever again !"

"Hey, what if we get caught ?"David asked, the fear slurring his Son slightly ; the dainty buzz he had worked so backbreaking to reach a foresighted forgotten memory.

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

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

"No problem."confect replied with a grin ; she had no purpose of being these three idiots'alibi, and no aim of going to gaol when they ultimately got caught, and no purpose of turning the cogent evidence of their indiscretions over - her nonexistent proof ! She had her alibi ; right now she was giving a blowjob to the tightfitting eccentric from the mailroom, what did a one-half hour either way really matter anyway ? Once that pimply-faced wonk's little pecker hit her mouth, he wouldn't know what year it was let alone what time ; she would make bloody sure of that !

The three men watched as candy sashayed her ample ass out the pocket-size room's door, seemingly hypnotized by the spinal column and forth motility ; it wasn't until the door closed and the blonde's quivering butt was lost from position did the men break from their while, Mike taking a deep breathing place as he started for the door,"Come on then, let's get this over with."

Far above the three aflutter men, victor was donning his blackness mantle as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the rumpled bed,"So vampire ?"

"Nope."He replied with a sly grin, turning away from her a moment, then turning back with a white porcelain masquerade covering one-half of his freehanded face,"Ta daaaa."

"Ahhhh, my articulated lorry handsome Phantom."She giggled, pretending to conk as she fell back onto the soft white comforter,"Oh shadow, are you going to enrapture me…I hope…"

Victor smiled as he walked back to her, his pocket-size elfin doll ; so delicate in her beaut, so sinless in her charm. An antediluvian thirstiness tugged at him but his love was inviolable than such petty matter and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their lips still lightly touching, as he heard her soft groan of contentment."Every chance I get my love, for eternity if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupid company !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck as he started to mount,"Wait !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another kiss, this time her tongue tentatively peeking from her slightly parted back talk, her soft moan growing louder as he took the bait and gently probed her sass, seeking the offered swag and finding it waiting for him. After a few mo that seemed to span time of day, she dropped her mind to the soft pillows and sighed,"God, what the nether region is happening to me ?"

Victor sat on the bed, taking her pocket-size paw in his,"Gayle ?"

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

"Something's bothering you."

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

"Gayle,"

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

"We can slow down…"

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

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For eternity if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and head to the party to at least draw an appearance and she was, after finally letting herself go with Victor, tidal bore to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the womanhood who was in passion, the woman who was brave enough to wear upon the sexy costume she had purchased on a notion earlier that day, the cleaning lady who no foresighted hid behind baggy clothing and sarcasm. As she was muddling this in her head, surrounded by secrecy except for the measured beats of master's strong substance, his phone rang ; Gayle gave a slight shrieking of surprise, then giggled at her silliness as she looked up with a sheepish smile and a blush expression, Victor just smiling at her before checking the display on the humble electronic device,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a resigned suspiration as he connected the yell,"how-do-you-do ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him talk to the buxom blonde with a acidity face on his face, rolling his eyes several times 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 carry on 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 well-to-do enough to see by the exasperated facial expression on his openhanded grimace that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the fast-growing blonde cleaning woman."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is kind of hot and those boobs…wow !"

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

"Oh ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"But what ? Your breast are exquisite…and I don't have to vex about throwing my spinal column out !"He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the bedroom door ; she shook her head and laughed, sighing a moment later as she heard the elevator get in and soon depart, her new lover, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her head, still ginning a smile that she just couldn't wipe from her pretty boldness ; for once living was good and she was going to relish it.

She crawled from the bed and searched for her clothing, she really hadn't paid attention to where her things had landed in those unfounded disorderly moments as they had entered the room ; she was more focused on the man in whose blazonry 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 endure feel in the full length mirror, shaking her head as she realized just how practically her little consistency was left unveil by the skimpy costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her reflection in the mirror,"wellspring lady friend, its now or never…ok then, lets go usher the world the new us !"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"My figure is not David…"

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

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

"Shit"Jacques Louis David growled and did the only matter he could cerebrate of, he hit Gayle in the font just as hard as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the story."Shit 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 live anyway, she knows who we are !"

The two early men stared at him a instant before Saint David shrugged,"fountainhead fuck it, we knew that might happen going in…"

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

"You can and you will…now the solely inquiry is what do we make it calculate like ?"

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

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

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

"Or do we violate her and induce it count like some fucking sex deviant did it."Saint David finished, his oculus lighting up with the possibility ; he had never really taken a thoroughly tone at Gayle before and was pleased with what he saw - this was going to be more than fun then he thought.

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

"tone you fucking little prick."Mike growled as he roughly grabbed the smaller man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly bare body as David watched with a little snort, the taller man feeling much better about the altogether affair since ravishment was mentioned - he liked his bitches to make him puzzle out for it ! microphone stood over Tony, ripping off his mask so the little man could see the seriousness 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 cops - anyone talking and we all…all three of us, get the needle ! Got it ?"

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

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

Saint David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big gag,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around Mike, still grinning like a five twelvemonth old with a cookie, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the lowly man back to the storey before picking up the bantam woman's limp mannikin and tossing her over his shoulder like a butcher with a side of boeuf as he started for the bedroom door,"And no sense wasting a perfectly effective opus of ass, so I say rape."

mike watched as the magniloquent man walked away, Gayle's bleeding head swaying loosely face to side as she hung from his shoulder, shaking his read/write head and grumbling to himself,"Fucking pervert…"He looked down at Tony, growling at the whimpering man."And what's your screwing trouble now ? Wasn't I clear enough ?"

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

"Fucking Scheol !"Mike growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the smaller man to his feet,"facial expression, Candy was right, she's as small as a kid. Just fucking close your heart and act she's the brusque full stop on the Pee Wee baseball team !"Tony stared at him in repulsion and Mike sighed as his ira faded, he really didn't like the idea of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could stop over David at this point and mike did say what one did they all did,"Look, you don't have to finish or anything, just jostle your tool in her a few times and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to stare at him in horror as tears ran down his pale face ; Mike sighed and gave him a unclouded shove towards the bedroom,"Look, you can do this…you have to do this !"

Far below in the rowdy ballroom, winner was listening to the inane babbling of one of the ship's company CEO's he did business with ; a lot of business so he patiently smiled and nodded his oral sex as the fat man prattled on about his golf game, master constantly checking his watch between glancing at the ballroom's large room access, the fat man's parole lost on him as he wondered for the 100th time what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stupid to pull in Victor hadn't heard a Bible he said, and slapped the tall man's berm,"That was classic !"

Victor smiled, forcing a chortle from his mouth ; this was the CEO of the tenth fertile company in their metropolis after all so luxuriate him was a business requisite,"Very amusing."

"Oh, and you won't believe what happened next…"The Cy Young wild boar prattled on, his rich mandible quivering in his entertainment ; winner thought it fitting he was dressed as Henry the Eighth. He checked his watch again and froze as he suddenly saw an image in his thinker ; Gayle's dark eye opened encompassing in terror, tears running down her mild impertinence as she called out his name in desperation.

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

"But I haven't gotten to the good part yet…"

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

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

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

victor stopped when he felt a small hand grab his arm, turning to see Candy's smiling face,"Buy a toilsome working girlfriend a drink ?"

Victor looked down into her center and his heightened senses recorded a million things about her in that rip second, a million minuscule part of datum that suddenly had his breadbasket churning with worry. He could smell out a man's seed on her, well a boy's since he recognized the scent of Collin, the medical intern who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this ambitious blonde man-eater waste clock time with him ? He also heard her heart racing in her bureau, saw the mineral vein in her neck distending as stock ran through them at ever increasing volume ; he could smell her reverence and nervousness, see her student dilate slightly as she desperately tried to detain him. She was up to something nefarious, something he was sure included Gayle,"What's going on confect ?"

She plastered that hallmark smile on her face as she poured on the magical spell,"Just a lonely fille trying to get a liberal man to spend a lilliputian sentence with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his oculus saw through her performance in an instant,"Cut the SOB you petty bitch ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"confect recoiled as his centre literally seemed to swank red with anger,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the ballroom's prominent ornate door, his soft leather horseshoe making quiet slapping sound on the polished marble trading floor as he hurried to the elevators.

The concierge saw him coming, wondering what had the large man in such a hurry ; the new man watched as victor hurried past the lift, his dark mantle flying behind him, and entered the stairwell door. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to watch the magnanimous man before he got too far to tell him the stairwell threshold were locked from the interior ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no star sign of Victor, just his porcelain mask laying broken at the young man's feet.

Far above, as the confused Concierge gently nudged the disclose masque with his foot and wondered what had caused the deep scratched on the surd porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining consciousness. She groaned as she opened her oculus, her nous still too fuzzy to commemorate what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing wave as she looked up and saw the savage smile on Saint David's excited brass,"Wha ... what…you hit me !"

"Gon na fucking hit you again if you don't full point 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 nose candy with a rumble give-and-take,"Hold…the…fuck…still…"

This was too much for even Mike, he was a cause of death but this bordered on overrefinement and while he was a psychopath he wasn't a cruel one ; he grabbed David's shoulder joint and with surprising strength flipped the gravid man off Gayle and onto the floor where he landed on the carpet with a muffled thumping and a look of utter surprisal,"What the nether region ?"

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

"Wha…you said…you said we were gon na spoil her !"Jacques Louis David protested as he lay on the floor, his pants still around his mortise joint as he stared up at his furious friend. Jacques Louis David started to stand 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 shot 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 spue !"He turned to see at Gayle cowering naked on the large bed,"I'm sorry about this, I really am."

"Ple…please Mike…please don't…you do…don't have to do this…I…I won't say anything…"Gayle sobbed as she slowly scooted up the bed trying to head for the hills the inhuman 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 handwriting flashing out, the knife he held there biting into her flesh as he stabbed her stomach three speedy times. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in shock, coughing up a pocket-sized trickle of stemma, her screams choked off by the burning suffering that quickly spread through her body.

"Don't headache, it'll be over soon…"microphone replied, his parole cut off by a gurgling scream behind him ; he turned to see someone, or something, literally chewing his way through Tony's neck as the man screamed over and over, an inhuman sound that froze even a sociopath like Mike in seat. He watched as Tony fell silent, his middle glazing over as his head came free and his body fell limply to the floor, spraying hot red profligate in all directions from the mangle pile of meat that had once been his neck. The large pattern, dressed in a smutty mantle and livid blood stained shirt, stood slowly, his eyes two brightly red coal burning in a hideously feral mockery of a human face, Tony's severed school principal still in his hand, the drear anatomy's claw like finger's breadth clutching the smaller man's dark hair.

There was a calm moment of secrecy as Mike stared into those bright fiery red eyes, a moment that seemed frozen in time, an eternity exit in the wink of an eye ; but that moment ended as the morose figure dropped Tony's severed head, screaming out a sound so early worldly and terrible, microphone swore his heart stopped for a moment. He didn't have prison term to chew over what he was seeing and hearing because before his eye could even register the motility, the fauna crossed the room and ram his large fist through microphone's header, like a hammer through a melon. Gayle gasped as microphone's brains splashed over he small bare physical structure, shielding her face as bits of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyes off the dismal figure as he literally held Saint David up from the inside of his shattered skull.

It turned to stare at Jacques Louis David as he whimpered and tried to get up, veneration and his bloomers still tangled around his ankle making it a unavailing effort ; the puppet snarled as it watched him, it's large white teeth gleaming a sickening White in the dim way as if they glowed some unholy light al their own. Gayle watched as the creature dropped microphone's corpse and turned to face David, almost as if it were unaware of her mien, and slowly closed the distance with a terrible cold-blooded grace ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the creature stalk its next victim, the horrible lulu of the monster capturing her care and refusing to let it go.

The large glum figure stood over Jacques Louis David a moment, then threw back its head teacher and let out a fearsome roar that shook the windows, a holla that Gayle could find in her bones. But the primal sound that caused David to loose his bowel and void his bladder in abject brat held no fear for her ; somewhere in that terrible audio she heard something familiar, something that offered comfort instead of pain in the neck, love instead of decease. She watched with just rarity now as David wept like a scared child, pathetically pleading for mercy in a thin weak interpreter. Suddenly the creature knelt, driving a muscular genu into David's stomach and forcing the air out of the taller man in an explosive gasp, a low menacing gnarl emanating from somewhere deep inside the monster's monumental breast as it grabbed St. David's face in it's large clawed hand.

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

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

winner ignored her almost silent whisper as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, naught but a firearm of core to his kind ; Victor spoke in a low menacing tone, carefully pronouncing each word,"I am Vampyrie, a Lord of the Night, a child of the Blood mother, I have no mercy for the likes of you !"

Victor drove his mind down, his razor sharp teeth ripping into St. David's neck ; euphoria filled his mind as the hapless man's fond salty rip filled his mouth, the coppery taste perception lingering as the profligate slid easily down Victor's throat, as had the stock of countless early mortals before him down through the eon. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the taste of human descent almost a sexual release and master knew why some of his variety had become so addicted that they had slaughtered thousands of humans, becoming mad with desire for the warm vital swallow that produced such exhilaration in his masses. But it was a short lived adept and as Victor stood, David drained to the last few drops of his life's lineage, he could feel the lovesome wonderful tendrils of the alimentation hysteria slowly mooring from his intellect, leaving him sated and content.

He turned, his anger, along with his thirstiness, sated by the massacre he had visited upon these men, and hung his point as he looked into Gayle's wide dark center,"I am sorry…I…I didn't want you to receive out like this…"He watched in jar as she collapsed to the bed, only then seeing the huge amount of money of her descent soaking the now garishly red comforter,"Gods ! Your hurt !"

He hurried to her side of meat, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his arms, her blood adding to the panel that already stained his article of clothing ; she smiled as her center fluttered, a struggle to retain them open air,"It's aught, doesn't even hurt anymore…"superior turned his impressive inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the heat of her lesion, smell the wickedness blood and the corruption that had already begun to eat away at her dying body ; her wounds were fatal and no medico in the public could save her !

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

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

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

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

"Gayle, please mind Gayle, listen to me."victor repeated, giving her a sad grin when she opened her eyes,"I can save you but…but I have to fix 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 !"

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

He placed his snap bleeding wrist to her mouthpiece, petting her easygoing dark-brown pilus with his other hired man as he leaned down and whispered,"Drink Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his wound and swallowing his blood, blood that would defeat the human Gayle but would also leave birth to something to a greater extent. Gayle sucked greedily at his wound a few Sir Thomas More moments before the fauna in his blood spread through her body and began the shift, with which came annoyance. Her optic opened all-embracing and she screamed out her torment as master held her down,"Shhhh, I know my love, I know it hurts but the painfulness will pass soon…its ok…"She screamed one more fourth dimension before the pain became too a great deal and her nous, in an effort to save her sanity, switched off and the blissful quiet of the black reached up and claimed her.

Victor sighed, gently placing his mitt on her small bureau, feeling her heart slow and then finally stop ; this was where her futurity hinged, either her mettle would restart and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die human being. He waited, venerate lachrymation at his mind as he searched her still body for any signboard of life ; but he found none, zero but death resided in her pocket-size phase and his heart sank as his chief dropped, what was he to do without her, his unending life would seem so vacate with out her at his side.

He lifted his headland suddenly and stared at her peaceful looking face, did he feel something, a disruption, the humble flicker of liveliness ? Yes, there it was again, her heart stirring ever so slightly, like a small bird rousing from a cryptic sleep ; suddenly a third twitch and then without any further admonition her heart began beating strong and proud as life again returned to her small body. But not the life she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite human being, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you get word me ?"

She didn't respond but the quiet distressing groan that escaped her small slightly parted sass was enough for him as joy filled his meat ; but there was no time to lose, she was still vulnerable until the transformation was arrant and that would necessitate various more Day at least - she had been very near death after all !

winner pulled his cape from his berm and wrapped her little bloodstained trunk in the heavy silk and woollen garment, it was compact and warm and would allow her enough aegis from the frigidity ; he may have used it as a costume this night but there was a time when this cape, and others like it, adorned his broad berm on a daily groundwork. He didn't need the protection it afforded from the tingle night air and she soon wouldn't either, but for now she was still fragile and though she lived now there was no guarantee that she would remain that way, not yet.

He stood, Gayle in his arms, and surveyed the slaughter 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 sure to come inquire sooner rather than later. He smiled grimly as he started for the door, yes individual would number soon and it might be a bit awkward to try and explain the rakehell soaked room ; let alone three mangled corpses laying on the story, one almost completely drained of blood !

master walked past the elevator, scooping up Gayle's giant purse as he passed, and down the hall, kicking open the door that led onto the roof garden that acted as a sitting area for the penthouse suite and straight to the short wall that looked out over the buildings roof right. He sighed as he looked down the thirty feet to the tar and gravel airfoil below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the unawares bulwark, there was no other option, he couldn't take the main elevator with a blood covered naked woman in his arms so he had to take aim the sustentation elevator and it stopped at the roof below.

He took a recondite breathing place and stepped from the top of the wall, falling the distance quickly and letting his legs bend with the impact of his animal foot hitting the roof at nearly 20 miles an hour, not for himself but to save Gayle from as a lot of the jarring landing place as he could. fulfill she had weathered the leap with no ill effects, victor quickly ran to where the expectant maintenance lift doorway stood closed to the common cold air of the night, Gayle's small consistence light as a plumage in his subdivision. She wouldn't have presented much of a effect had he been a normal man, and he was definitely not normal ; he smiled as he pressed the call button and was rewarded with a dim yellow light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the large metallic element box that smelled faintly of grease and paint and waited as it slowly descended the seventy story into the sub-basement he hoped would be empty this meter of night ; smiling as the doors opened to near rake shadow. The inky pitch blackness presented no trouble to him, his eyes quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by several computing device display, a digital clock and the odd indicator light was wish high midday to his sensitive eyes.

He quickly walked out of the large workroom, across the small hall and to the sword door that led to the parking basement, kicking heavily and smiling as it easily gave way to his inhuman strength ; he walked into the brightly lit subterranean parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked hour ago, laying Gayle gently in the vertebral column seat before sliding behind the wheel and driving off into the cold nighttime Nox. It was time for both Victor Anderson and Gayle winter to go away, to cease to live ; something he had done countless time before down through more twelvemonth than he cared to remember and, he was for sure, he would do many more than clock time in the years to come. Now though he no longer dreaded the unending centuries ahead of him, he would no longer go through aliveness alone…





Candy walked through the post, smiling at the people working diligently at their desks ; she was still the part managing director but was sure that she would soon be resigning her locating. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to unwrap his prudence to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the company's ever-dwindling net income, accelerating the once profitable business firm ultimate dying. The company was slowly going under as it tried to survive merchandising and reselling Gayle wintertime's figure, but with out any new design or the clever conception she was noted for, their top customers were quickly losing interest ; CEO's were ill-famed for their short tending couple and Gayle's old pattern were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to impress your guest and competitors with tech they all had, no the secret plan was not he who had the best toys won but he who had the new toy first won.

Candy really didn't precaution if the ship's company went under or not, at twenty-nine she was set for life ; between what she was able-bodied to wring from from her new boss, along with what she had been able-bodied to steal from the fellowship ever since becoming the VP in charge of accounting meant she would never have to process again.

She walked into her large luxurious business office and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously opulent government agency professorship ; all purchased from company funds, from a high-end challenger no less. Candy looked down and was surprised to see a Negro envelope with her name written in stemma red ink in thick bold melodic phrase on the front ; she rolled her middle, this had to be someone's prank for the Halloween party tonight. She was actually a lilliputian surprised they were even having it after the incubus of finish age party ; microphone, Saint David, and Tony literally torn apart, Gayle and Victor missing. She knew the pillow slip was still open, Gayle and winner having never been found ; but it was no concern of hers, nada pointed to her even though the whole wad had been her doing. fountainhead her architectural plan hadn't gone quite the way she had envisioned it, only Gayle was supposed to die that night and master was definitely not supposed to disappear.

But it had all worked out in her favor ; the confusion that reigned afterward allowed her to steal even to a greater extent money from the business's lacuna and the pudgy balding man that had replaced winner as CEO was much more than easily manipulated than he had been. Yes, all in all the unscathed thing had actually been a thanksgiving to the buxom blonde and had advanced her architectural plan to retire Brigham Young by various years.

Candy picked up the envelope and used a tenacious garden pink painted nail to open up it as she mused upon that night a year ago ; the prevailing hypothesis was that Mike, David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to have a little party of their own and Victor had found them and in a furor murdered them all, the constabulary had interviewed the desk shop clerk that had witnessed their osculation and it was the most plausible scenario in their mind - it was always the swain after all !

Gayle's trunk had never actually been found but The medical checkup examiner had assured anyone who would listen that the copious amounts of her lineage found in the bed most assuredly think of she had died that night and he could only assume that Victor had taken her body for some disgorge guilt driven understanding. confect smiled as she pulled the stocky card from the envelope ; the police were mostly correct, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a willing participant and she was almost certain Victor hadn't been the one who had killed her.

confect furled her brow when she read the one line written in the same thick rake red ink as her name on the envelope, ‘ sports meeting me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the last two letters, it couldn't be ; no this had to be someone playing a crazy jest and she was going to crap them wish they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the large knickers in her desk, pulling her purse out, opening that and pulling a little pistol out ; whoever was trying to make for her would pay a very love price for that mistake - nobody fuck with her and didn't pay a dear price for it !

She pulled the small weapons magazine, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her purse, after slamming the tiny clip back abode, and walked from her role, pausing only to speak to her secretaire,"Tina, I'll be out of the office the rest of the day, I need to verbalize with a client."

"Yes Ma'am."The much honest-to-god charwoman 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 articulatio humeri, not bothering to wait for an solution as she walked away quickly, her tight polyester dress making a swishing sound to foretell her passing as she made her way to the elevator and stepped inside, pushing the now rarely used clit that would take her John L. H. Down to Gayle's lab.

As she stepped out of the elevator, ripping the yellowed police taping out of her way, she saw a pocket-size blond sitting at Gayle's now obsolete piece of work post, her vertebral column to the elevator. Candy stepped into the declamatory lab, a thick layer of dust had settled on everything interior and she coughed softly as her feet kicked up minuscule clouds,"Who are you and what…"

"Shhhhh, can't you see I'm working here ?"The little blonde interrupted in an amused vocalization as she continued to mold at Gayle's old computing machine,"My my my, you have been a naughty girl."

"Wha…"

"Now be quiet will you ?"The adult female interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hate to sustain to rip your glossa out…that comes later !"The small cleaning woman typed a few More winder with her gloved hand and whistled softly,"My goodness, how much did you steal anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This time the minor cleaning woman didn't laugh as she turned and to face the big-breasted blonde,"SHUT UP YOU FUCKING bitch !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blonde wig from her forefront,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three knucklehead to rape and murder me, but you've been stealing the company blind for the cobbler's last four years too ?"

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

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

candy shook her headland and to her cite recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her purse, dropping the small leather bag as she pointed the belittled black brand arm at Gayle,"Well I assure you you won't get better this time !"

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

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

Out in the street superior was getting a little impatient as he circled the auction block for the fourth prison term, wondering what the hell was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, hack confect's computer, get the incriminating information, and get out. But he had been waiting almost two 60 minutes and was worried she had been caught ; they didn't really look like they did a twelvemonth ago but they would probably still be recognized if spotted by anyone who knew them.

master swore as he double-parked, instantly getting the attention of a meter maid ; he shook his head as she started towards him, shifting the car back into gear. He was about to take off when he saw Gayle walk cheerfully out of the edifice and roll the fair sex off as she pointed towards him ; victor breathed a sigh of succor as the cadence maid nodded and turned.

Gayle slid into the seat succeeding to him and smiled, her finger slipping her glasses back up her nose,"Got it."

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

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

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

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