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Gayle adjusted her eyeglasses, the heavy thick lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slide them to the tip of her minuscule button nozzle as she sat glumly at her desk, unseeable as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked right through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a little nerdy and didn't have the immense breast that blonde bimbo Candy, the office director, had ; but she thought she was cute, maybe not beautiful, but cute for sure. Besides, she thought men liked petite Asiatic adult female, even the mousey looking ones, considering all the Asian porn the men here downloaded ; but evidently her office was the elision to the rule.

Gayle was thin and athletic but she never really bothered much with her appearance, favoring comfort and practicality over glamour ; it was a lesson her mother had hammered into her on a daily cornerstone, telling her constantly that any man worth having would treasure her sensibility. 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 neighborhood, and seemingly populating the modest urban center she lived in seemed to choose the shiny over the practical ; Gayle guessed the old adage was true, men just didn't make passes at girls who wore glasses !

Gayle sighed as she saw David from human Resources approaching with Mike from Sales and Tony from Public Relations ; she had always thought Saint David was kind of cute, in a dorky I look like a giraffe kind of way, but the marvelous grey man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blonde situation managing director a hungry flavor as the top heavy slut bent grass over to pick up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the pocket-size group of men approach, giving them a honorable tone at her legs and pulling her snug skirt tightly over her big guggle butt ; however if Gayle was buck nude and on fervency she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why confect even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blonde had no interest in these men ; she had her eyes set higher up the food chain, squarely on the all-inclusive berm of the salt and pepper haired CEO of this small company, and who could charge her ; if the man wasn't sparkle twelvemonth out of her league she would give birth taken a shot at him. Gayle was pretty trusted that candy was going to use her rather sizable trunk to sleep her way to the top, she had done a pretty good job already actually ; only twenty-eight and already the VP of Accounting - and the situation manager ! Technically Candy was Gayle's knob, but since Gayle's excogitation and excogitation drove this company the giggly blonde left the mousy brunette alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in explosive charge of research and development, she was research and development - she was in charge of a section of one !

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

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

Gayle sighed as she translated the conversation in her head, pushing her wayward glasses back up her nose, ‘ No date, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Anderson's pants. But if that doesn't piece of work out maybe I'll let you defile me instead !'She watched as Jacques Louis David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in expectation of going where damn near every man had gone before ! David stood, now seemingly showing off the collapsible shelter in his pants and Gayle couldn't help but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own contract articulatio coxae and bantam bottom evidently of no interest to the gathered men as they continued to eye confect like the art object of inwardness she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had zippo but an erection to offer Candy, then she had no interest ; Jacques Louis David wouldn't be defiling anything but his right on mitt if he decided to continue sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the nauseating scene playing out in front of her rarely utilise cubical, absentmindedly pushing her glasses up yet again and heading towards the conference elbow room without so much as a backward glance,"seed on guys, confluence in five and you know how Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a shimmy in her stone's throw and wondered if anyone's eyes were on her wool-clad can, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard confect giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even rate being the butt, so to speak, of a joke, so it had to be Candy still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

"wellspring, would you handsome men escort me to the encounter ?"candy cooed,"A missy can't be too deliberate you know, and what adult female wouldn't tactile property secure with three big hard men protecting her sexual morality ?"

Gayle dropped her head as she literally bit her lingua to keep from blurting out a sneering comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; honorable not to rag the insipid woman anymore than necessary, she really didn't need another lecture on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the weekly staff meeting, being forced from the congeneric refuge of her lab, which encompassed the entire floor below this one, and forced to interact with the people who she didn't truly translate and was never really comfortable around, people who didn't understand her and were just as uncomfortable with her mien as she was with theirs. But most of all she hated staring at her honcho, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem good enough a Word of God, and trying to hide what his smiling did to her.

She walked into the vauntingly woodwind instrument paneled conference way, quite an abrupt conversion from the deoxyephedrine and blade décor of the rest period of the billet ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the warm constitutional flavor of dark polished woods that were more in fashion a hundred eld ago than in this age of computers and mass production. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as applied science raced forward, he and his caller had to stay fresh pace or die ; but he decided there was no intellect the company couldn't employ the most Bodoni creature comforts with style. In fact his office and, the tie group discussion elbow 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 pissed skirt up slightly, seemingly in preparation to sit but more likely just to show off her shapely branch ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another snide gossip, as the men jockeyed to see who would draw out her chair for her. The modest mousy adult female shook her oral sex and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the gang to retain her chair after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling chattering of the rapscallion's she worked with washy and silence descended on the elbow room ; she had a doctorate from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Goodall watching the rascal fornicate in the copy way. But her boss was another story all together she thought as she watched the tall shrewd dressed man walk into the room with all the majestic bearing of a king addressing his court. Gayle was in awe of the grandiloquent man who always seemed to consume a form word for her, always seemed to make out 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 touch, her desires, bottled oceanic abyss interior, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a warm outpouring that she hoped didn't show on her face filled her chest just at the tidy sum of this gorgeous man, and that was the lonesome one of the embarrassing effects he had on her as the magniloquent white-haired god smiled down at his seated employees a import before taking his backside and laying a slim manila envelope on the dark polished Mrs. Henry Wood of the immense 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 variety that had saved the small company nearly a million one dollar bill last year and brought her her boss's attention. But she knew one of the man's idiosyncrasy was he still felt more comfortable Reading from a piece of paper than from a projection screen, but to his credit he didn't require anyone hold his hired hand and create detailed reports for him, he simply printed out the raw data and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and brilliant, sometimes life just wasn't fair.

"Afternoon ladies and gentlemen…"Anderson broke the muteness, his easy smiling still adorning his flawless brass,"I must say that this quarter's financial report card is attention getting…"

"Sir ?"Mike asked with mix-up, he had thought lowest quarter had been unusually lucrative ; he turned to David but the man who ran accounting and knew what their knob meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax mike, it's a skilful thing."Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his laugh was sexy !"According to this report…"Maxwell Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a fountainhead manicured hand softly on the manilla envelope,"…according to this report, article of furniture Solutions Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollars last quarter."There was a repose muttering of happy multitude as they all tried to figure what their bonus would be."Ok…ok, we can all pride 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 credit with whom it is due…Gayle wintertime, I am grievous when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you youth lady, know that your difficult Holy Writ is noticed and appreciated."

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

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

The meeting went on, the common drilling reports on the usual depicted object that near ignored as they pretended to look out the data streaming across the holographic show that appeared in front of each of them ; each place at the table had a fully operable workstation that, unlike the ones at everyone's office desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the tables surface. It was instauration like this that drove this party to ever-higher profits, innovations that came from one place - the brilliant head of one Gayle Winters ! She knew she was the only cause this society was successful ; a monkey could sell her purpose and in fact mike in his team simply fielded calls for purchase request, they actually didn't sell anything because the piece of furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the meeting came to an end and she wondered, as she did every week, why she had to be here ; her reports were sent daily to Mr. Anderson so she never had a introduction, and she couldn't forethought less about sales or accounting system or that Irma, the madam who cleaned the can, took a sick day finis calendar week. Gayle dropped her brain when she heard Candy's high, and extremely bothersome, voice right behind her,"Remember everyone, Halloween political party tonight."She chirped like an shake up pack rat,"There will be clients, supplier, stockholders, and even potential client in attending so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and palpate free to bring a particular date if you wish !"

Gayle fought to contain her temper, knowing the blond squawk's last remark was a quip directed straight at her ; she had never brought a day of the month to any caller use, not in the eight years she had worked here - in fact she hadn't actually had a date since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to amass the strength to get through another bureau party ; she was sure as shooting she would someday lose it and come as a psychotic person triggerman and end the annoyance in her life with the blast of a twelve gauge. Gayle jerked slightly as a secure, but placate, deal rested on her small berm and pulled her from her homicidal musings,"cent for your thoughts."

"Ohhhh no…"Gayle laughed nervously as she turned to check Carl Anderson sit in the plush president next to hers, the chair recently occupied by David ; but any attraction she had for the shaggy comptroller was forgotten as she looked into her gaffer pale wild blue yonder, almost gray, eyes,"I…ahhhh…I really don't think that would be a good idea."

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

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

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

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

He smiled and chuckled softly, the hand on her arm giving her a picayune credit crunch,"First call me Victor and secondment 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 attention, and definitely not a man like master Anderson !"Sorry Mr…ah…sorry Victor…I'm, well I'm not very good in societal spot and I utterly suck at humble talk."

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

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

He laughed, an unselfconscious sound of amusement that brought a bright smile to her face,"You are a wonderment Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her cheek softly, a true sin in the day of sexual molestation lawsuits but he was pretty sure he was in no danger from one Gayle Winters, especially when he felt her tremble under his sense of touch."seed on, go menage change into your cute teddy bear bear costume and we'll see you at The Regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a party, cut liberal and have some fun for a change."victor paused and leaned in with a wink,"Tell you a secret, having a good metre won't kill you !"

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

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

confect caught up to Gayle at the lift and stepped inside, giving her a great deal pocket-size coworker a well-disposed smile as the threshold closed, it was a small construction and the blond was sure as shooting she could have her little chat without being disturbed if she was immediate about it so she reached over and punched the emergency stop over button before turning to look Gayle in the eye,"Look cunt, he's mine so back off or you'll be dark !"

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

"You heard me you piffling bitch, superior is mine so back the fucking off !"

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

The big blonde turned and pressed to button for the adjacent floor before disengaging the emergency stop,"Just don't say I didn't warn you ; I've worked too severe to get him interested and I'll be damned if you swoop in and stir your tightly fitting ass at him…just back off and everything will be amercement !"Before Gayle could respond, the elevator dinged and the door opened, Candy quickly stepping out and walking away, her earmark smile back in berth as she greeted the few citizenry still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few foreign smell from the hoi polloi who joined her in the small metal box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her sound smile 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 second the lift threshold opened ; but she managed to moderate herself, skulking through the foyer with her psyche down and her arm protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus blockage and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the mass transit vehicles to show up, the buses rarely followed the schedule so it was mainly just a waiting plot and today she wasn't really in the mood to abide there and have citizenry stare at her like she was some science experiment gone awry. Gayle took a deep hint and started walking, she only lived about a nautical mile away, it was a nice sunny, if cold, good afternoon and she had clip ; maybe the long walk would sedate her some, she was still a little shook by Candy's threats.

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

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy kitty costume she had ever seen - she had washcloths that had more textile ! It was basically a rubber-base paint V that would barely cover her girl persona and it had no back at all, just an insanely high up cut bikini with a small tail attached to the spinal column of it. She slowly walked to the great window and stared at the nearly nude fashion model, could she possibly dare ? Well Victor did say cut loose, and showing up in this matter would definitely constitute cutting release, besides wearing this would so annoy that fat-titted milk cow Cindy, she'd choke on her cud for sure."God, I can't believe I'm doing this…"Gayle laughed as she shook her head and walked into the dress up entrepot ; it was as if something was drawing her inside, as if something other than her was in control of her peg as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the riposte and cleared her throat to get the sales woman's attention,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the jackpot costume in the window, the black one ?"

"Oh that will face so sexy 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 eye,"A zero ?"

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

"You're so prosperous, men like minuscule women…especially of Asian lineage, if you don't mind my saying…you all look like beautiful little dolls !"The woman replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a cupboard,"I know, I was thin once upon a clip, but two kids took care of that !"Gayle barely registered the cleaning woman's words as she turned and held out a diminished 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 get hold of it back…health ruler and all…sorry."

"I…I'm sure as shooting it will be fine."Gayle muttered as she dropped her chief and dug through her outsize handbag, searching for her wallet,"How much ?"

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

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

"Oh gelt, cash is always king !"The woman replied with a sweet smile that told Gayle that if she paid cash it was dubitable this finicky sale would ever be reported ; but what did she maintenance, if this nice woman could lay down a few extra bucks then more power to her. Gayle handed over the immediate payment and started to plow when the woman cleared her throat and stopped the small brunette,"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything but I was just wondering if you own a g-string ?"

"A thong ?"

"truelove, have you ever worn anything like this before ?"The elderly woman asked in a motherly articulation as she gently rubbed Gayle's upper arm through her thick parka.

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

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

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

"Well seeing white panty hanging out would kind of defeat the reason for wearing a lean costume."The fair sex laughed,"Men want to see your pretty bum and not your grandmother panties…now about shoes…"

An minute later Gayle stood on the pavement waiting for a cab, her loggerheaded parka the only thing protecting her nearly naked body from the cold fall malarkey as it blew the beat leaves, from the trees that dotted the nearly abandoned streets, across the city's concrete covered landscape with a doleful whispering Bronx cheer that seemed to try and state her something she couldn't quite discern, in a lyric she couldn't quite understand. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something shadow and menacing coast soundlessly by, spiritual world but not quite unnoticed, in the dark blustery dark ; was it that which the hissing, rattling leaves were trying to warn her of some darkness unobserved presence, or was it a warning of something malevolent yet to come ?

Gayle shrugged as she saw the headlights approaching her, hoping it was the cab the nice fair sex had called her before closing up store ; the night was cold and even though her parka was top of the line, it still allowed the chill air inside to tickle her delicate, and mostly bare, skin with its icy kisses as she stood there holding her oversize pocketbook that contained the vesture she had donned that aurora, all the clothing she had donned that morning !

The skillful sales clerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone worn, anything quite like the skimpy kitty costume ; she had stayed belatedly and helped Gayle fill out the tone with a black wig of tenacious satiny tomentum and knock shorn straight across just above her large saturnine eyes, long blackness lace gloves that ended just below her small-scale elbows, and black letters patent leather boots that covered the lower role of her black fishnet clad wooden leg. Two flatware and gold rhinestone bracelets, a standardized garrotter, and heavy total darkness composition accentuated the look ; the nice elderly adult female had even painted Gayle's finger and toe nails shadow black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, powerful even. She looked good and the sales clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having second cerebration. She wasn't sure if it was the deprivation of seeing herself through the elderly woman's eyes, the fact that the exhilaration and euphoria of doing something so far out of her comfort zona was starting to wear off, or just that she was getting cold and the lure of her courteous warm bed in her nice warm apartment was growing stronger by the 2nd. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the hell on earth she had been thinking when she walked into the minuscule costume computer memory, not indisputable at all that she had the braveness to wear the lean getup in world ; the thought of so many masses staring at her small body, searching for her fault, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The large yellow sedan stopped in front of her and she stared at it a present moment, it was decision time ; did she just go home or did she screw up her courageousness and go to the party ? Gayle took a deep breath and reached for the back door with trembling fingerbreadth, opening it and slowly sliding inside, her body struggling to make even the simplest movement, like she was being pulled in two unlike directions, the rope 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 vocalization strange in her own ears, the row strange in her mouth ; almost as if person else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sense of relief as she sat back in the seat, clutching her large tote to her small chest ; the decisiveness was made and for good or ill the die was cast and her future tense no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her heart and said a short entreaty to the god she had ignored almost of her lifespan as the hack pulled away from the curve and started traveling down the streetlight illuminated street, carrying her like some New day Cinderella to an uncertain time to come. Gayle was mulling over all the possible calamity her great reveal would end in and missed the entire trip, actually surprised as the vehicle jerked to a plosive speech sound,"We're here Miss, that'll be twelve fifty-seven."

Gayle dug in her gravid bag, opening her notecase and pulling out a twenty before looking up and handing the crumpled broadside to the driver with a nervous smile,"dungeon the change and…well give thanks you."

"My pleasure miss, have a respectable night."The driver replied with a actual grin of his own. Gayle took a deep hint and nodded before starting to slip out of the fomite before the driver's words stopped her,"Um..well young woman, its not my seat really but you look kinda nervous is all…um, well just so's you know…you look beautiful…um just sayin…ya know ?"

Gayle rewarded the blushing driver with a brightly grinning, 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 invisible boundary, before she nodded again and stepped out into the night, stopping to take a deep breath of the cold-blooded night air before walking with purpose into the glass and steel doorway of the high-end hotel. She had made her decision and there was no compass point in delaying the inevitable ; she would soon be parading around nearly naked in presence of both her coworkers and relation strangers.

Gayle walked over to the large metal and glass receipt desk, her heals clicking loudly on the polished marble and echoing through the erectile lobby ; she stopped, waiting patiently as the middle-aged man finally degraded himself enough to subscribe notice of her,"Yes ?"

"I'm here for the piece of furniture result 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 short intimidated by the well dressed snobbish man as she dug through her outsized purse for her pocketbook, removing both her number one wood's licence and her work ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

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

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

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

"I can't afford the penthouse retinue !"Gayle exclaimed ; she made a good living but the safe elbow room in the advantageously hotel in the metropolis was out of even her price range of mountains !

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

"keep that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the giant purse that held near of her biography, this fourth dimension digging around for her jail cell phone. She turned from the desk and took respective footmark away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing Victor's phone number on the tiny keyboard a bit tough than usual in her pain in the neck - how daring that man demand such liberties ! Just because they flirted a little did not mean she would be jumping into bed with him at the first opportunity, just who did he opine he was ?

"how-do-you-do ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

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

"Mr. Anderson please !"

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

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her annoying give her just enough courageousness to get through the phone call ; she was sure if he was standing in front of him she would be putty in his hand and would get let him lead her anywhere and do anything he wanted to her."I do not apprise you just assuming I'll spend the night in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could cause at least postulate !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a lilliputian shrieking as she felt a warm hand lightly rest on her belittled shoulder joint ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and watching as the small pitch-black box that ran her life slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched finger's breadth. She swore silently, for certain her phone was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her eyes ; she stared in stunned silence a moment 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 blue eyes, seeing nothing but warmth and genuine concern, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

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

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

Her knees nearly buckled as he gently rubbed her small upper arm with that magnanimous potent hand of his ; he wasn't even touching her cutis and her body still began tingling in the most delicious way. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, she had worked with this man for over eight years, sometimes in quite shut quartern, and he never had this effect on her before ; sure he flustered her but all handsome men did, this was something different. She took a deep, shaky, breath as she stepped back slightly and tried to regain some of the scandalisation she had been feeling just mo before,"I…I…it, well it was you who upset me !"

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

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

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

Gayle blushed brightly, even more confused,"But the room…aren't you and I…I mean it's the penthouse…and…and…oh God, you don't want to sleep with me…oh my God, I'm so stupid…"She dropped her cherry-red aspect into her modest bridge player and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to fight back her tears,"God, I'm so embarrassed…"

He sighed and reached out gently, pulling her into a liberate embracing before speech production,"Shhhh now, there is zip to be embarrassed about. This wasn't some villainous program to slumber 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 ?"winner asked in a still, quite good, voice.

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

"Gayle you are beautiful, fresh, funny and kind…how could any man not be attracted to you ?"superior 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 concenter on his side,"You…you really think I'm beautiful ?"

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

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

Victor smiled as he brushed a stray ringlet of her soft wig behind her small-scale waifish ear,"I've always liked you Gayle, since the maiden clock time I saw you…"

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

He sighed, trying to adjudicate if he tried to pace back and celebrate their relationship professional or discombobulate caution to the wind and survey his inwardness ; after a minute his nerve won the fight and he bent down, slowly moving in to kiss her even as he watched for any sign that told him to plump for off. He saw none and a instant later his sass lightly touched hers and she gave a piffling whimper of surprisal, but still leaned in to make a proper kiss of it ; after a bit he leaned back, his torso trembling slightly as his head spun and by the wide-eyed looking at at her pretty boldness he was sure enough she felt the same,"Please tell me I shouldn't apologize."

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

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

"Good wow…very good wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her forefront against his breast and closedown her eyes as fear again clutched at the pit of her abdomen,"Please tell me you're not playing with me, kissing the inadequate 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 have any interest in me."She leaned back slightly and smiled up at him,"You're beautiful…um…I mean gorgeous…ahhhh…"

"I'd be well-chosen with handsome."He chuckled softly, bringing a bright grin to her face ; a smile he thought was as wonderful as its owner.

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

The stood that way for several second, just enjoying the feeling of being closing curtain, when the desk clerk cleared his throat,"Your keycard Miss."

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

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

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

"Make another card."victor smiled softly, sighing as she rested her forefront against his shoulder,"ejaculate on, let go up to your room and get your physical composition fixed…"

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

winner chuckled, the lovingness of the sound bringing laugh to her lips as well,"You look wondrous, 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 marvelous things to her and just the fact that he thought she was pretty flash her assurance through the metaphorical cap,"You'll probably run screaming…"

"Am I going to see you in the dawn ?"He interrupted softly, holding his intimation 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 minutes before,"Oh God, you must think I'm such a slut…"

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

Gayle looked up at him and literally growled as she stepped out of his weapons system and took his hired hand and started leading him towards the elevators, only stopping when the hotel shop assistant called out,"fille, your cards !"

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

"misfire, you need to…"The shop assistant started, and stepped back slightly at her almost feral interruption.

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

Their fundamental interaction had not gone unnoticed and Candy snarled to herself as she watched the tiny cleaning lady she never dreamed would be a serious threat to her plans and the man who she had her sights set on as her ticket to easygoing street, to the life of luxury she was surely she so richly deserved. The buxom blond growled as she watched the improbable couple step into the lift and continued to watch until the doorway closed and the numbers above that room access rapidly began to vary as the metallic element box holding her swag and the thief who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

candy turned and began walking down the wide hall that led to the bang-up ballroom, her heals clicking sharply on the lily-white marble floor as she fumed inside and wondered how to shell out with this new, most unwelcome, evolution. She saw St. David standing at the vauntingly wooden room access to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an idea anthesis in her psyche that might just salvage her plan 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 shoulder pressed back and her sizable busom leading the way,"David ! I believe I owe you a dance or two…"

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

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

"You have to slide your posting or the lift wont move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how dissipated things were moving ; stunned but not really surprise, he rarely was attracted to cleaning lady anymore and the few times in the past that he was things always seemed to move fast. Those other involvement always ended badly and he hoped against hope that this meter would be different ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to influence out this sentence, Gayle was limited and he was tired of being alone !

He watched as she fumbled for the card and almost desperately swiped it through the subscriber, quickly turning and searching out his sass once again ; her scent, her sissiness quickly driving the worries from his mind as he eagerly returned her osculation. clock time passed without notice from either of them and sooner than seemed possible the elevator sang out it's familiar ding to let them know they had arrived before the door slid open and revealed the hall of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The work of several famous interior decorators was lost on them, they only had eyes for each former at that picky consequence in fourth dimension as they walked as one, entering the large hall that led to the with child common elbow room of the spacious suite, shedding habiliment as they went. As Gayle's parka hit the base, victor stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative center across her small, nearly defenseless, body various times,"Wow ! I know I said cut loose but wow !"

"What ? What's damage ?"Gayle asked, suddenly self-conscious as she looked down at the tiny cat costume that left very short to the resourcefulness. She shyly wrapped her arms 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 trunk of a XII year old boy..but I…I just thought…"She stopped stammering and sighed dejectedly,"I just wanted someone to detect me for a change."

Victor's smile faded as he stepped forward, his arms once again gently encircling her, as if that was what they wee made to do, looking down into her wide sinister heart as,"I've noticed you every day for the lastly eight years…I can't recount you how many times when I leaned over your shoulder to wait at something and enamour your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of willpower I had not to take aim you into my arms and buss you over and over…"

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

"That doesn't thing, 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 fragile shoulder strap from her small berm and the lean costume dropped from her body and bunched up at her feet, she shivered slightly as she stood bare, or nearly so, in front of the man she just realized she was probably in love with. She made no move to cover her small-scale lithe 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 mouth slightly ajar,"Well… ? Victor please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her eyes sparkling with joy as a blanket smiling crossed her lips, refusing to leave her blushing look even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted invertebrate foot. She giggled like a schooltime girl, her body humming with desire, as goosebump sprouted on her red skin, his hands on her bare flesh filling her with the most marvelously prickling sensory faculty ; she kicked her foundation, giggling again as the skimpy grim latex costume flipped off her minor foundation and tumbled lazily through the air to bring silently on one of the ridiculously plush couch. She leaned into victor, resting her humble head on his loggerheaded shoulder and cooing out a quiet groan of contentment as he carried her across the turgid opulent room and into the just as declamatory and just as princely sleeping accommodation, pausing next to the unbelievably declamatory bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down pacifier. Gayle's question was spinning and she could hardly believe what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly dirty, fairytale and she was the princess instead of the homy 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 Good Book as he tried to explicate emotions he really didn't understand himself,"I…well I really like you and I don't want to go too fast or ... or…GOD ! Why is this so hard ?"

She grabbed his shirt, her low touchy fingers wrapping around the indulgent white silk as she pulled him down on the bed adjacent to her, tenderly caressing his buttock as she smiled and leaned in, kissing him once again ; she just couldn't get enough of the feel of his mouth touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few more osculation before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to tell you something…this is so embarrassing…"

"Hey, you can tell me anything…"He smiled as he caressed her face, his finger's breadth barely touching her tegument and causing a chill of delight to wash through her,"I couldn't possibly think any to a lesser extent of you…wait…um, that didn't sound right…"

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

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

"That's what I love about you, your humbleness !"Gayle laughed softly, amazed at how easy and easy she was laying naked in his weapon ; 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 virgin !"

superior 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 ?"superior responded quickly,"There's no pity in being a virgin, we all were once you know."

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

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

"superior please…"She started to protest but he silenced her with a expectant well-manicured finger on her low cushy lips.

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

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

"Gayle, you are a rock'n'roll star to these multitude !"He laughed as he rested his head on the soft pillow next to hers,"There's one matter about CEO's, we love our toys and you make the C. H. Best toys."

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

"cuddle ?"He laughed, his eyes twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a askew grinning that made her nerve backwash,"I have the most beautiful woman in the world laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do better than a cuddle."

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

victor answered with just a grinning as he rolled over and straddled her pocket-size physical structure, leaning down and kissing her nose softly, then her lips ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her oral fissure but her pitiful whimper turned into a soft groan as his sass tenderly kissed the voiced flesh of her delicate neck, tickling her sensitive silklike skin with his warm wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her consistence ; his loving kisses like the soft signature of a butterfly's wings as his lips brushed her unruffled skin, leaving gooseflesh in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her chief into the voiced pillows as his mouth found the small sensitive nipples of her small, nearly nonexistent tit ; she had always been self-aware about her want of curves but victor didn't seem to mind as he teased the small hard bumps with his tongue, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to screen out the strange wiz coursing through her as he left her pectus and slowly kissed his way down her apartment stomach, jerking slightly when she felt his tongue every so lightly lick the interior of her thin, toned thigh.

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

"Mmmmm, you taste so right ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered more to himself than her as he slid his cheek between her low thin thigh and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile tongue, drawing more pant and groan as she panted rapidly, trying to catch her breathing spell as bolts of lightening flashed through her tingling and trembling body. A warm up radiance formed in the pit of her stomach, slowly spreading out to her extremity. After a few minutes of this marvellous torture of easy kisses, light lap, and teasing probes into her little trunk, 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 elbow grease seem blench and futile by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged edge, her body screaming for sack, even if she could only moan and squeak her need for that release ; finally he took commiseration on her and sucked her tiny blush and swollen push button into his lip, trapping it between his front tooth and his tongue as he sucked gently, like a kitty breast feeding at its mother's tit. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thighs clamped his brain in place and her body arched, her muscularity inflexible and shaking as she rode through her world-class substantial coming like a dunnock spinning through a tornado. After nearly a moment she collapsed back into the cushy comforter and twisted away from victor's unrelenting clapper, no longer able to handle his teasing ghost, her post orgasmic soundbox just too sensitive.

He took pity on her and lifted his head from her dripping sex and started to cower back up her body, unable to baulk the siren Call of her smooth out flawless skin and her sweet musky scent, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in reaction to even the calorie-free of his kisses. He reached her head, using the bedspread to wipe his aspect, leaned in to buss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy smile crossed her sassing,"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 vexer her, and swore she saw his oculus glowing with hilarity, or maybe even love ? A female child could hope after all.

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

He brushed his lip against her sensitive skin one more time, his soft breath causing her to shiver slightly, before he lay next to her, ignoring the wrinkle stack he was making of his shirt.

While Gayle was laying in Victor's weaponry, falling irrevocably in dearest with her genus Bos, 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 competitiveness. She stood glaring at Jacques Louis David, microphone, and Tony as the aflutter men shuffled their animal foot,"What the fuck is the problem ?"

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

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

"Wha…what ?"The short dark-haired man replied in round-eyed jar, licking his mouth 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 bureau,"Who do you think set up the garnishment to pay off the settlement with that boy's mob ?"

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

Before Tony could say anything promote she turned to David,"And should we verbalize about Miss Holt in account statement ? The one you served a gin and tonic with a twist of rohypnol…you retrieve her, she had to be taken to the infirmary in conclusion Christmas Day Party case 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 tone before turning to the concluding 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 head in fighting it,"What do you need us to do to her ?"

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

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

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

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

"No problem."Candy replied with a grin ; she had no intention of being these three idiots'exculpation, and no intention of going to jail when they ultimately got caught, and no intention of turning the proof of their indiscretions over - her nonexistent proof ! She had her alibi ; right now she was giving a cock sucking to the boney geek from the mailroom, what did a one-half minute either way really matter anyway ? Once that pimply-faced dweeb's trivial pecker hit her mouth, he wouldn't know what year it was let alone what time ; she would make damned sure of that !

The three men watched as confect sashayed her plenteous ass out the pocket-sized way's door, seemingly hypnotized by the backrest and forth movement ; it wasn't until the door closed and the blond's quivering can was lost from panorama did the men break from their trance, Mike taking a deep breath as he started for the doorway,"Come on then, let's get this over with."

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

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

"Ahhhh, my trucking rig handsome Phantom."She giggled, pretending to swoon as she fell back onto the soft clean comforter,"Oh Phantom, are you going to delight me…I hope…"

Victor smiled as he walked back to her, his small elfin doll ; so delicate in her smasher, so unacquainted in her charms. An antediluvian thirst tugged at him but his sexual love was firm than such secondary things and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their lips still lightly touching, as he heard her soft moan of contentment."Every chance I get my honey, for infinity if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupid party !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck as he started to arise,"postponement !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another kiss, this clip her spit tentatively peeking from her slightly parted back talk, her easygoing moan growing louder as he took the bait and gently probed her mouth, seeking the offered prize and finding it waiting for him. After a few seconds that seemed to span time of day, she dropped her head to the soft pillows and sighed,"God, what the perdition is happening to me ?"

master sat on the bed, taking her small hand in his,"Gayle ?"

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

"Something's bothering you."

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

"Gayle,"

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

"We can slow down…"

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

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For timeless existence if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and head to the party to at least make an appearance and she was, after finally letting herself go with Victor, eager to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the woman who was in love, the fair sex who was brave enough to get into the sexy costume she had purchased on a whim earlier that day, the woman who no longer hid behind baggy habiliment and sarcasm. As she was muddling this in her head, surrounded by silence except for the measured beats of Victor's unassailable nitty-gritty, his phone rang ; Gayle gave a little screeching of surprise, then giggled at her silliness as she looked up with a sheeplike smile and a flushed face, Victor just smiling at her before checking the show on the pocket-sized electronic gimmick,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

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

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

Victor ended the call as he grinned at his low fancy man, sliding his earphone 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 kind of unkind…"He sighed as he winked at her,"But one gets tired of having those airbags shoved in one's grimace three time a day !"

Gayle smirked as she cupped her own midget knocker,"in force matter you're not a breast guy…"

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

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

"But what ? Your breasts are exquisite…and I don't have to interest about throwing my backrest out !"He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the bedroom threshold ; she shook her foreland and laughed, sighing a moment later as she heard the elevator get and soon depart, her new fan, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her forefront, still ginning a smiling that she just couldn't wipe from her fairly side ; for once animation was practiced and she was going to enjoy it.

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

Gayle dressed and took one net look in the full distance mirror, shaking her oral sex as she realized just how much her niggling body was left uncover by the skimpy costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her reflection in the mirror,"Well female child, its now or never…ok then, Lashkar-e-Taiba go render the man the new us !"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"My name is not David…"

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

"Oh shit…"The little 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 woman but they all suddenly knew there was footling choice now."Do something !"

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

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

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

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

"You can and you will…now the only head is what do we take a shit it see like ?"

"face like ?"Tony asked, swallowing hard as his venter contents threatened to make an unplanned appearance.

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

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

"Or do we rape her and pee-pee it look like some fucking sex pervert did it."David finished, his eyes lighting up with the possibility ; he had never really taken a right look at Gayle before and was pleased with what he saw - this was going to be Sir Thomas More fun then he thought.

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

"expression you fucking little prick."microphone growled as he roughly grabbed the belittled man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly naked trunk as David watched with a little snicker, the taller man feeling much better about the hale affair since rape was mentioned - he liked his bitches to make him work for it ! mike stood over Tony, ripping off his masquerade so the smaller man could see the distressfulness of his give-and-take,"What ever we do, we all do it, we all end up as shamed as the other two so no one is tempted to fucking squeal to the cops - anyone talks and we all…all three of us, get the needle ! Got it ?"

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

"Then we leave your dead soundbox adjacent to hers."Mike replied coldly, staring at the sniveling trivial man a mo before turning to David,"You got a job with that ?"

David laughed, like it was all some big secret plan, some big joke,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around microphone, still grinning like a five twelvemonth old with a cookie, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the humble man back to the floor before picking up the tiny adult female's limp manakin and tossing her over his shoulder like a butcher with a side of beef cattle as he started for the bedroom door,"And no sensation wasting a perfectly good while of ass, so I say rape."

microphone watched as the tall man walked away, Gayle's bleeding question swaying loosely side to side as she hung from his shoulder, shaking his top dog and muttering to himself,"Fucking pervert…"He looked down at Tony, growling at the whimpering man."And what's your roll in the hay problem now ? Wasn't I clear enough ?"

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

"Fucking hell !"microphone growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the low man to his groundwork,"Look, candy was right, she's as humble as a kid. Just fucking close your eyes and pretend she's the short stop on the Pee Wee baseball team !"Tony stared at him in revulsion and mike sighed as his anger faded, he really didn't like the estimate of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could stop David at this point and Mike did say what one did they all did,"Look, you don't have to finish or anything, just shove your dick in her a few times and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to gaze at him in revulsion as tears ran down his pale face ; Mike sighed and gave him a lite shove towards the sleeping room,"looking at, you can do this…you bear to do this !"

Far below in the raucous ballroom, Victor was listening to the inane babble of one of the company CEO's he did patronage with ; a lot of business so he patiently smiled and nodded his head as the fat man prattled on about his golf game, master constantly checking his ticker between glancing at the ballroom's large doors, the fat man's give-and-take lost on him as he wondered for the hundredth metre what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stupid to realize Victor hadn't heard a Word of God he said, and slapped the marvelous man's shoulder joint,"That was definitive !"

winner smiled, forcing a chortle from his lips ; this was the CEO of the tenth richest troupe in their metropolis after all so indulging him was a business necessity,"Very amusing."

"Oh, and you won't believe what happened next…"The vernal wild boar prattled on, his sizable jowls quivering in his amusement ; master thought it fitting he was dressed as Joseph Henry the one-eighth. He checked his watch again and froze as he suddenly saw an prototype in his psyche ; Gayle's dark eyes opened wide in holy terror, tears running down her soft face as she called out his public figure in desperation.

superior looked up and interrupted the fat soft touch in front of him,"alibi me Thomas, I just remembered I have something important to do."

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

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

"Oh very well."Thomas laughed cheerfully, too stupid to actualise he was being brushed off,"No eternal sleep for the wicked hey ?"

"Something like that."winner mumbled as he walked away, his head already forgetting the fat muggins even existed ; something was going on with Gayle, something bad - very bad ! He had learned not to ignore his visual sensation a very long time ago, they were rarely faulty 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 support, her costume was a bit revealing…

Victor stopped when he felt a little bridge player grab his arm, turning to see Candy's smiling face,"Buy a intemperately working girl a drink ?"

victor looked down into her eyes and his compound senses recorded a million matter about her in that rent second, a million fiddling firearm of data point that suddenly had his belly churning with trouble. He could smell a man's seed on her, well a boy's since he recognized the scent of Collin, the interne who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this ambitious blonde man-eater wastefulness time with him ? He also heard her heart racing in her thorax, saw the veins in her neck distending as blood ran through them at ever increasing volumes ; he could smell her fear and jumpiness, see her school-age child dilate slightly as she desperately tried to delay him. She was up to something nefarious, something he was sure included Gayle,"What's going on confect ?"

She plastered that hallmark smile on her face as she poured on the charm,"Just a lonely girl trying to get a handsome man to spend a little metre with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his middle saw through her performance in an blink of an eye,"Cut the diddlysquat you picayune squawk ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"candy recoiled as his oculus literally seemed to flash red with ira,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the ballroom's large ornate doors, his lenient leather shoes making placidity slapping auditory sensation on the round marble floor as he hurried to the elevators.

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

Far above, as the garbled Concierge gently nudged the conk out mask with his animal foot and wondered what had caused the recondite scratched on the toilsome porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining consciousness. She groaned as she opened her eye, her intellect still too fuzzy to recall what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing wave as she looked up and saw the feral smile on David's excited case,"Wha ... what…you hit me !"

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

This was too much for even mike, he was a killer but this bordered on torture and while he was a psychopath he wasn't a cruel one ; he grabbed David's shoulder and with storm strength flipped the larger man off Gayle and onto the storey where he landed on the rug with a muffled thump and a look of utter surprisal,"What the Inferno ?"

"Enough, that is fucking enough !"microphone growled as he stared the taller man down,"I'm sick of this squat ! Sick of you ! Sick of this unharmed shag rotten hand !"

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

"I changed my brain !"microphone guesswork back, kicking the taller man hard in the midsection and knocking him back to the storey,"Killing her is one thing, but this is just sick !"He turned to look at Gayle cowering naked on the expectant bed,"I'm sorry about this, I really am."

"Ple…please Mike…please don't…you do…don't have to do this…I…I won't say anything…"Gayle sobbed as she slowly scooted up the bed trying to escape the cold 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 joint and pulled her to him, his right handwriting flashing out, the knife he held there biting into her frame as he stabbed her stomach three quick times. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in shock, coughing up a lowly trickle of blood, her screams choked off by the burning at the stake torture that quickly spread through her body.

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon…"Mike replied, his words cut off by a gurgling screeching 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 microphone in place. He watched as Tony fell mum, his eyes glazing over as his head came free and his body fell limply to the storey, spraying hot red rip in all counseling from the mangle mass of meat that had once been his neck. The large figure, dressed in a black cape and Andrew D. White roue stained shirt, stood slowly, his optic two bright red coal burning in a hideously ferine scoffing of a human face, Tony's severed straits still in his bridge player, the dark figure's claw like fingers clutching the smaller man's night hair.

There was a calm moment of muteness as Mike stared into those shining fiery red eyes, a moment that seemed frozen in time, an eternity passing in the blink of an eye ; but that second ended as the glowering figure dropped Tony's severed head word, screaming out a speech sound so former worldly and dire, mike swore his nitty-gritty stopped for a moment. He didn't have time to chew over what he was seeing and hearing because before his eye could even register the movement, the wight crossed the room and ram his vauntingly fist through microphone's headway, like a pound through a melon vine. Gayle gasped as microphone's brains splashed over he small bare torso, shielding her case as piece of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eye off the dark figure as he literally held David up from the inside of his shattered skull.

It turned to stare at Saint David as he whimpered and tried to get up, concern and his pants still tangled around his ankles making it a futile effort ; the fauna snarled as it watched him, it's large White person teeth gleaming a sickening Andrew Dickson White in the dim room as if they glowed some hellish brightness level al their own. Gayle watched as the puppet dropped Mike's corpse and turned to face David, almost as if it were unaware of her presence, and slowly closed the distance with a terrible inhuman blessing ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the creature haunt its next victim, the ugly beaut of the monster capturing her tending and refusing to let it go.

The large night human body stood over David a bit, then threw back its school principal and let out a fearful roar that shook the windows, a roaring that Gayle could feel in her bone. But the primaeval phone that caused David to loose his bowels and void his bladder in abject holy terror held no fear for her ; somewhere in that tremendous sound she heard something familiar, something that offered comfort instead of pain, love instead of death. She watched with just curiosity now as David wept like a scared minor, pathetically pleading for mercifulness in a slight light representative. Suddenly the beast knelt, driving a herculean knee into David's stomach and forcing the air out of the taller man in an explosive gasp, a low menacing murmuring emanating from somewhere deep inside the monster's massive chest as it grabbed David's cheek in it's large clawed hand.

Gayle gasped again as she heard it address, a voice she knew well,"You try to dishonor my love and you ask for mercy ?"

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

Victor ignored her almost silent whispering as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nothing but a small-arm of center to his kind ; superior spoke in a low menacing tone, carefully pronouncing each word,"I am Vampyrie, a Lord of the Night, a small fry of the rake Mother, I have no clemency for the likes of you !"

Victor drove his head down, his razor sharp dentition ripping into David's neck ; euphoria filled his mind as the hapless man's warm salty line of descent filled his lip, the coppery taste lingering as the blood slid easily down winner's pharynx, as had the blood of countless other mortals before him down through the eon. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the taste of human being blood almost a sexual release and winner knew why some of his kind had become so addicted that they had slaughtered one thousand of humans, becoming mad with desire for the warm vital drink that produced such exhilaration in his multitude. But it was a short lived sensation and as Victor stood, David drained to the finale few drops of his spirit's roue, he could feel the warm wonderful tendrils of the feeding hysteria slowly slip from his judgment, leaving him replete and content.

He turned, his anger, along with his thirst, sated by the carnage he had visited upon these men, and hung his oral sex as he looked into Gayle's broad dark centre,"I am sorry…I…I didn't want you to find out like this…"He watched in shock as she collapsed to the bed, only then seeing the Brobdingnagian amount of her line soaking the now garishly red puff,"Gods ! Your injury !"

He hurried to her face, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his branch, her stock adding to the gore that already stained his clothing ; she smiled as her eye fluttered, a struggle to go along them overt,"It's nothing, doesn't even hurt anymore…"Victor turned his telling inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the passion of her wound, smell the dark origin and the putrescence that had already begun to eat away at her dying physical structure ; her combat injury were calamitous and no doctor in the world 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-scale hand reaching up to wipe away his rent,"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 pocket-size teardrop ran from the niche of her eye,"I…I'm sorry Victor…don't be mad…please…I'm sorry my love…"

"Gayle, please take heed Gayle, listen to me."superior repeated, giving her a sad smiling when she opened her heart,"I can save you but…but I have to take you like me…I…I have to gain you a monster…"

"Not a monster…I…I making 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 !"

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

He placed his shoot bleeding wrist to her back talk, petting her soft brownish hair with his other hand as he leaned down and whispered,"Drink Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his wound and swallowing his rip, stock that would kill the human Gayle but would also give birth to something more than. Gayle sucked greedily at his combat injury a few Thomas More moments before the animal in his ancestry spread through her body and began the transformation, with which came pain. Her eye opened across-the-board and she screamed out her agony as Victor held her drink down,"Shhhh, I know my honey, I know it hurts but the painfulness will pass soon…its ok…"She screamed one more sentence before the pain became too often and her mind, in an effort to save her sanity, switched off and the blissful quiet of the black reached up and claimed her.

master sighed, gently placing his hand on her small chest of drawers, feeling her heart slow and then finally stop ; this was where her futurity hinged, either her substance would restart and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die human. He waited, fear tearing at his mind as he searched her still body for any sign of biography ; but he found none, nothing but death resided in her low form and his heart sank as his head dropped, what was he to do without her, his aeonian life would seem so empty with out her at his side.

He lifted his head suddenly and stared at her peaceful looking side, did he feel something, a flutter, the belittled flicker of aliveness ? Yes, there it was again, her kernel stirring ever so slightly, like a minuscule bird rousing from a rich sleep ; suddenly a third twitch and then without any boost warning her warmness began beating strong and proud as lifetime again returned to her little body. But not the life she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite man, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you learn me ?"

She didn't respond but the tranquillize misfortunate moan that escaped her small slightly parted lips was enough for him as joy filled his heart ; but there was no prison term to lose, she was still vulnerable until the shift was dispatch and that would demand several More Clarence Shepard Day Jr. at least - she had been very near death after all !

Victor pulled his cape from his berm and wrapped her little bloodstained body in the heavy silk and wool garment, it was thickly and warm and would render her enough protection from the cold ; he may let used it as a costume this night but there was a time when this cape, and others like it, adorned his extensive shoulders on a daily foundation. He didn't need the protective covering it afforded from the chill Night air and she soon wouldn't either, but for now she was still fragile and though she lived now there was no guarantee that she would remain that way, not yet.

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

Victor walked past the lift, scooping up Gayle's jumbo bag as he passed, and down the hall, kicking open the doorway that led onto the roof garden that acted as a sitting area for the penthouse suite and straight to the short-circuit wall that looked out over the buildings roof right. He sighed as he looked down the thirty fundament to the tar and gravel surface below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the short wall, there was no other option, he couldn't take the briny elevator with a lineage covered naked fair sex in his blazon so he had to take the maintenance lift and it stopped at the roof below.

He took a deeply intimation and stepped from the top of the wall, falling the length quickly and letting his leg bend with the encroachment of his feet hitting the ceiling at nearly twenty dollar bill mi an hour, not for himself but to save Gayle from as much of the jarring landing as he could. fill she had weathered the jump with no ill impression, Victor quickly ran to where the large sustainment elevator doors stood closed to the cold air of the night, Gayle's small consistence promiscuous as a feather in his arms. She wouldn't have presented much of a onus had he been a normal man, and he was definitely not normal ; he smiled as he pressed the call push button and was rewarded with a dim yellow light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the prominent metal box that smelled faintly of soil and pigment and waited as it slowly descended the 70 trading floor into the sub-basement he hoped would be empty this time of night ; smiling as the door opened to near sales pitch darkness. The inky dark presented no job to him, his eyes quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by several computer displays, a digital clock and the odd indicator light was like high noon to his sensible eyes.

He quickly walked out of the large workroom, across the small Marguerite Radclyffe Hall and to the steel door that led to the parking cellar, kicking hard and smiling as it easily gave way to his insensate military posture ; he walked into the brightly lit ulterior parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked hours ago, laying Gayle gently in the indorse seat before sliding behind the wheel and driving off into the low temperature shadow night. It was time for both Victor Anderson and Gayle Winters to melt, to terminate to survive ; something he had done countless times before down through more years than he cared to remember and, he was certainly, he would do many more clock time in the class to come. Now though he no longer dreaded the ageless centuries ahead of him, he would no longer go through life-time alone…





confect walked through the office, smiling at the people working diligently at their desks ; she was still the agency manager but was sure that she would soon be resigning her lieu. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to reveal his discretion to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the troupe's ever-dwindling lucre, accelerating the once profitable firms ultimate death. The company was slowly going under as it tried to survive selling and reselling Gayle winter's designs, but with out any new inventions or the clever excogitation she was noted for, their top client were quickly losing pursuit ; CEO's were notorious for their short attention spans and Gayle's old designs were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to impress your guest and competitors with technical school they all had, no the game was not he who had the outdo toy won but he who had the new toys first won.

Candy really didn't upkeep if the companionship went under or not, at xxix she was set for life ; between what she was capable to wring from her new honcho, along with what she had been able to slip from the society ever since becoming the VP in care of account meant she would never consume to work again.

She walked into her great voluptuous office and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously deluxe agency chair ; all purchased from party investment firm, from a high-end competitor no less. Candy looked down and was surprised to see a black envelope with her name written in blood red ink in thick bold lines on the front end ; she rolled her eyes, this had to be person's joke for the Allhallows Eve party tonight. She was actually a little surprised they were even having it after the nightmare of last years party ; Mike, Jacques Louis David, and Tony literally mangled apart, Gayle and master missing. She knew the case was still open, Gayle and victor having never been found ; but it was no business concern of hers, nix pointed to her even though the unscathed good deal had been her doing. Well her plan hadn't gone quite the way she had envisioned it, only Gayle was supposed to die that night and victor was definitely not supposed to disappear.

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

candy picked up the envelope and used a long pink painted nail to open it as she mused upon that night a year ago ; the prevailing possibility was that microphone, David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to experience a little party of their own and Victor had found them and in a madness murdered them all, the law had interviewed the desk clerk that had witnessed their buss and it was the most plausible scenario in their thinker - it was always the boyfriend after all !

Gayle's body had never actually been found but The Medical Examiner had assured anyone who would listen that the copious amounts of her blood found in the bed most assuredly think she had died that Night and he could only assume that winner had taken her body for some upchuck guilt feelings driven reason. candy smiled as she pulled the thick bill of fare from the gasbag ; the police were mostly correct, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a bequeath player and she was almost certain Victor hadn't been the one who had killed her.

candy furled her forehead when she read the one business line written in the like thick pedigree red ink as her epithet on the envelope, ‘ meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the last two letter of the alphabet, it couldn't be ; no this had to be someone playing a wan trick and she was going to pull in them wish well they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the prominent drawers in her desk, pulling her purse out, opening that and pulling a small pistol out ; whoever was trying to trifle her would pay a very love price for that error - nobody fucked with her and didn't pay a dear Mary Leontyne Price for it !

She pulled the small weapon system mag, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her bag, after slamming the midget magazine back home, and walked from her office, pausing only to verbalise to her secretary,"Tina, I'll be out of the office the ease of the day, I need to speak with a client."

"Yes Ma'am."The practically Old charwoman replied ; Cindy insisted on the honorific, she was a Vice President after all.

"No calls ; none at all, my sound will be off anyway."Candy called over her articulatio humeri, not bothering to wait for an solution as she walked away quickly, her blotto polyester frock making a swishing sound to harbinger her passing as she made her way to the lift and stepped inside, pushing the now rarely used button that would take up her Down to Gayle's lab.

As she stepped out of the elevator, ripping the chickenhearted police tapeline out of her way, she saw a small blonde sitting at Gayle's now obsolete employment place, her back to the elevator. confect stepped into the vauntingly lab, a thickset stratum of dust had settled on everything interior and she coughed softly as her feet kicked up modest swarm,"Who are you and what…"

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

"Wha…"

"Now be still will you ?"The char interrupted again, still chuckling softly,"I'd hatred to have to rip your tongue out…that comes later !"The small fair sex typed a few more cay with her gloved deal and whistled softly,"My good, how much did you slip anyway ?"

"I have no idea…"

This prison term the small woman didn't laugh as she turned and to face the big-breasted blonde,"SHUT UP YOU shtup kick !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blonde wig from her caput,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three hammerhead to dishonour and mutilate me, but you've been stealing the ship's company blind for the last four years too ?"

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

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

Candy shook her head and to her citation recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her pocketbook, dropping the small leather bag as she pointed the small Joseph Black sword weapon at Gayle,"Well I assure you you won't get better this time !"

"That won't do you any well 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 years and stepped forward, pushing her deoxyephedrine back up her nose once again,"In fact you'll find there have been a neat many change in me…"

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

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

Victor swore as he double-parked, instantly getting the care of a measure maid ; he shook his headway as she started towards him, shifting the car back into appurtenance. He was about to take off when he saw Gayle walk cheerfully out of the building and wave the woman off as she pointed towards him ; victor breathed a suspiration of relief as the meter housemaid nodded and turned.

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

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

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

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

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