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Gayle adjusted her spectacle, the heavy midst lenses conspiring with gravitational attraction to constantly slide them to the tip of her pocket-sized button nose as she sat glumly at her desk, invisible as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked rightfield through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a little nerdy and didn't have the Brobdingnagian dope that blonde bimbo confect, the office manager, had ; but she thought she was cute, maybe not beautiful, but cute for indisputable. Besides, she thought men liked petite Asian women, even the mousey looking ones, considering all the asian porn the men here downloaded ; but evidently her role was the exception 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 female parent had hammered into her on a day by day base, telling her constantly that any man worth having would value her sensibility. Even so, as pretty as she was and as a good deal as her female parent assured her there was someone searching for her even now, the men around this office, around her locality, and seemingly populating the minuscule city she lived in seemed to favour the shiny over the practical ; Gayle guessed the old proverb was lawful, men just didn't make liberty chit at girls who wore glasses !

Gayle sighed as she saw Jacques Louis David from man imagination approaching with microphone from gross revenue and Tony from populace relations ; she had always thought David was form of cute, in a dorky I look like a giraffe sort of way, but the magniloquent grey-haired man obviously was like every other man she met. She could see him giving the blonde office coach a hungry aspect as the top heavy slut bent over to pick up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the small group of men approach, giving them a proficient facial expression at her legs and pulling her cubbyhole skirt tightly over her big ripple tush ; however if Gayle was buck naked and on fervidness she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why candy even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blonde had no interestingness in these men ; she had her eyes set in high spirits up the solid food chain, squarely on the tolerant shoulders of the salt and Madagascar pepper haired CEO of this small company, and who could fault her ; if the man wasn't Light days out of her conference she would have taken a shot at him. Gayle was pretty certain that confect was going to use her rather ample trunk to sleep her way to the top, she had done a pretty unspoiled job already actually ; merely twenty-eight and already the VP of Accounting - and the office manager ! Technically candy was Gayle's hirer, but since Gayle's designs and inventions drove this company the giggly blonde left the mouselike brunet alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in charge of research and evolution, she was inquiry and development - she was in charge of a department of one !

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

Gayle watched as the tumid summit fair sex straightened back up and smiled her trademark thousand watt smile, a flashing sign that all but said inset phallus 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 nuzzle, ‘ No date, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Anderson's pants. But if that doesn't work out maybe I'll let you defile me instead !'She watched as David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in expectancy of going where damn near every man had gone before ! David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his pants and Gayle couldn't assist but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own narrow hips and tiny bottom evidently of no interest to the gathered men as they continued to eye Candy like the piece of meat she obviously enjoyed being ; were all men so blind and stupid ? It was painfully obvious to Gayle that if a man had nothing but an hard-on to offer confect, then she had no interest ; St. David wouldn't be defiling anything but his veracious hand if he decided to continue sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the nauseating aspect playing out in figurehead of her rarely used cubical, absentmindedly pushing her shabu up yet again and heading towards the group discussion elbow room without so often as a backward glimpse,"seminal fluid on guys, meeting in five and you know how Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a slip in her step and wondered if anyone's eyes were on her wool-clad posterior, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her distrust were confirmed when she heard Candy giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even pace being the butt, so to speak, of a joke, so it had to be confect still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

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

Gayle dropped her headland as she literally bit her tongue to keep from blurting out a snide comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; best not to rile the insipid adult female anymore than necessity, she really didn't need another lecture on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the weekly staff meeting, being forced from the relative bema of her lab, which encompassed the intact story below this one, and forced to interact with the multitude who she didn't truly understands and was never really comfortable around, hoi polloi who didn't understand her and were just as uncomfortable with her presence as she was with theirs. But most of all she hated staring at her Boss, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem in force enough a password, and trying to hide what his grinning did to her.

She walked into the boastfully wood paneled league way, quite an abrupt transition from the glass and blade décor of the rest of the office ; but the CEO was a bit of a throw back, preferring the warm constitutive feeling of night polished Mrs. Henry Wood that were more in way a hundred years ago than in this age of computers and batch production. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as technology raced forward, he and his company had to save pace or die ; but he decided there was no reasonableness the company couldn't employ the most modern appliance with style. In fact his government agency and, the connected conference room she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the classic trend and incorporating modern technology discreetly.

Gayle watched as candy stood by her chair, hiking her ridiculously miserly wench up slightly, seemingly in preparedness to sit but more potential just to demo off her shapely legs ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another snide scuttlebutt, as the men jockeyed to see who would pull out her chair for her. The lowly mousy charwoman shook her nous and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crowd to apply her chair after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling chatter of the monkey's she worked with washy and silence descended on the room ; she had a doctor's degree from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Goodall watching the scallywag fornicate in the copy room. But her chief was another story all together she thought as she watched the tall sharp dressed man walk into the elbow room with all the regal bearing of a Martin Luther King Jr. addressing his court of justice. Gayle was in awe of the tall man who always seemed to ingest a sort word for her, always seemed to sleep with what to do or say when she was stuck or upset ; he was everything a woman could want in a man and Gayle knew when she saw something way out of her league so she kept her tactile sensation, her desires, bottled deep inside, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a warm thrill that she hoped didn't appearance on her aspect filled her pectus just at the deal of this gorgeous man, and that was the entirely one of the embarrassing effects he had on her as the marvelous white-haired god smiled down at his seated employees a minute before taking his arse and laying a slender manila paper envelope on the dark polished woodwind of the huge mahogany table. She knew there was probably just a raw data point printout inside ; at her urging they had done away with almost all paperwork, everything being handled on a secure web - it was a alteration that had saved the small-scale party nearly a million one dollar bill hold out twelvemonth and brought her her boss's attention. But she knew one of the man's idiosyncrasies was he still felt more comfortable indication from a piece of newspaper than from a screen, but to his course credit he didn't require anyone control his manus and create elaborate reports for him, he simply printed out the raw information and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and brilliant, sometimes life just wasn't fair.

"Afternoon ladies and gentlemen…"Phil Anderson broke the silence, his easy smiling still adorning his flawless face,"I must say that this one-quarter's financial composition is care getting…"

"Sir ?"Mike asked with disarray, he had thought stopping point poop had been unusually lucrative ; he turned to David but the man who ran accounting and knew what their hirer meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax mike, it's a good thing."Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his jape was sexy !"According to this report…"Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a well manicured helping hand softly on the Manila gasbag,"…according to this report, Furniture Solutions Inc. cleared nearly half a billion dollar bill last quarter."There was a tranquilize grumbling of glad mass as they all tried to figure what their incentive would be."Ok…ok, we can all preen ourselves later."Carl David Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost unearthly ability to say his employees'minds,"But before we continue, I would care to lay the citation with whom it is due…Gayle Winters, I am sober when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you Edward Young lady, know that your intemperately Scripture is noticed and appreciated."

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

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

The coming together went on, the usual boring paper on the usual subjects that most ignored as they pretended to watch the data point streaming across the holographical displays that appeared in battlefront of each of them ; each place at the tabular array had a fully functional workstation that, unlike the I at everyone's place desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the tables surface. It was founding like this that drove this caller to ever-higher profits, innovations that came from one plaza - the smart as a whip mind of one Gayle Winters ! She knew she was the only reason this company was successful ; a monkey could trade her designs and in fact Mike in his team simply fielded calls for purchase request, they actually didn't sell anything because the furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the coming together came to an end and she wondered, as she did every week, why she had to be here ; her reputation were sent daily to Mr. Anderson so she never had a intro, and she couldn't care less about sales or accounting or that Irma, the Lady who cleaned the bathrooms, took a sick day last calendar week. Gayle dropped her head when she heard confect's high-pitched, and extremely annoyance, vocalism right behind her,"Remember everyone, Halloween political party tonight."She chirped like an excite pack rat,"There will be clients, provider, stockholders, and even potential customer in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and find free to add a date if you wish !"

Gayle fought to control her temper, knowing the blond bitch's last scuttlebutt was a quip directed straight at her ; she had never brought a date to any companionship mapping, not in the eight eld she had worked here - in fact she hadn't actually had a day of the month since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to gather the enduringness to get through another authority political party ; she was certainly she would someday recede it and come as a psycho hired gun and end the annoyance in her life with the fire of a twelve gage. Gayle jerked slightly as a hard, but entitle, bridge player rested on her small articulatio humeri and pulled her from her murderous reflection,"Penny for your thoughts."

"Ohhhh no…"Gayle laughed nervously as she turned to observe Phil Anderson sit in the plush electric chair next to hers, the chairman recently occupied by Saint David ; but any attraction she had for the shaggy controller was forgotten as she looked into her gaffer pale blue, almost grey, eyes,"I…ahhhh…I really don't think that would be a effective idea."

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

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

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

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

He smiled and chuckled softly, the manus on her arm giving her a picayune clinch,"First address me Victor and second relax Gayle, I'm not going you bite you or anything !"

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

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

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

He laughed, an unselfconscious phone of amusement that brought a bright smile to her grimace,"You are a curiosity Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her face softly, a confessedly sin in the day of sexual torment lawsuits but he was pretty sure he was in no danger from one Gayle wintertime, especially when he felt her tremble under his trace."Come on, go home change into your cute shift put up costume and we'll see you at The Regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a political party, cut informal and have some fun for a change."victor paused and leaned in with a nictitation,"Tell you a secret, having a goodness fourth dimension won't kill you !"

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

"Better, now go !"He laughed before turning and retreating to his place. Gayle sighed with a low smile still lingering on her pretty red mouth ; she wasn't sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was sure enough of one affair - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their little exchange had not gone unnoticed ; a green set of oculus narrowed as candy watched Gayle start for the door, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning vocalism of the men she had been flirting with all good afternoon. St. David was an risible beguilement for the buxom blonde but she had her stack set higher and she'd be damned if she let that mousey petty twat get in her way !

Candy caught up to Gayle at the elevator and stepped inside, giving her often little coworker a friendly smile as the room access closed, it was a small edifice and the blonde was sure she could have her petty chat without being disturbed if she was quick about it so she reached over and punched the exigency stop button before turning to look Gayle in the eye,"tone beef, he's mine so back off or you'll be lamentable !"

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

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

"I…I don't know what you're talking about."Gayle stammered, not sure how to respond but the char was a jumbo compared to her and Gayle felt real fear trapped in the small elevator with Candy.

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

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few strange feeling from the the great unwashed who joined her in the small metal box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her best grin to try and cover her jumpiness, but it looked more like a grimace. Gayle couldn't get out of the edifice fast enough and nearly bolted the second the elevator doors opened ; but she managed to check herself, skulking through the lobby with her straits down and her coat of arms protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus stop and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the mass transportation vehicles to show up, the passenger vehicle rarely followed the docket so it was mainly just a waiting game and today she wasn't really in the humor to remain firm there and have citizenry stare at her like she was some scientific discipline experiment gone awry. Gayle took a bass breathing place and started walking, she only lived about a nautical mile away, it was a nice sunny, if cold, good afternoon and she had time ; maybe the long base on balls would calm her some, she was still a little shook by confect's threats.

Gayle soon calmed into a relaxed cadence as she walked down the nearly defect sidewalk ; she wasn't worried even though the sun was threatening to go down before she got home, it was a safe town and a soundly locality. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the peachy little store that were on her street ; she never really paid attention on her bus rides home, she was usually lost in her own headland thinking about some problem she had to solve at work.

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy pussycat costume she had ever seen - she had washrag that had more material ! It was basically a latex V that would barely comprehend her girl parts and it had no book binding at all, just an insanely high cut bikini with a small rear end attached to the back of it. She slowly walked to the enceinte window and stared at the nearly au naturel mannikin, could she possibly dare ? well Victor did say cut at large, and showing up in this affair would definitely constitute cutting promiscuous, 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 school principal and walked into the costume store ; it was as if something was drawing her interior, as if something early than her was in control of her pegleg as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the tabulator and cleared her pharynx to get the gross sales woman's attending,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the pool costume in the window, the grim one ?"

"Oh that will take care so aphrodisiac on you, if you don't idea my saying, you have the sodding consistence for that."The cut-rate sale clerk replied cheerfully as she gave Gayle's body a once over with a professional eye,"A null ?"

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

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

"I…I'm sure it will be fine."Gayle muttered as she dropped her promontory and dug through her oversized purse, searching for her wallet,"How a lot ?"

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

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

"Oh kale, cash is always king !"The fair sex replied with a angelical smile that told Gayle that if she paid John Cash it was doubtful this detail sale would ever be reported ; but what did she care, if this nice woman could make a few extra dollar then more power to her. Gayle handed over the cash and started to reverse when the charwoman cleared her throat and stopped the minor brunette,"I'm not trying to be nosy or anything but I was just wondering if you own a thong ?"

"A G-string ?"

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

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

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

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

"well seeing white panties hanging out would kind of defeat the ground for wearing a lean costume."The char laughed,"Men want to see your jolly bum and not your gran panties…now about shoes…"

An 60 minutes later Gayle stood on the sidewalk waiting for a cab, her thick windcheater the only thing protecting her nearly nude body from the cold autumn tip as it blew the dead leave, from the trees that dotted the nearly defect streets, across the city's concrete covered landscape painting with a mournful susurration Bronx cheer that seemed to try and severalize her something she couldn't quite discern, in a spoken communication she couldn't quite understand. Gayle shivered slightly as she felt something dark and menacing slide soundlessly by, unseen but not quite unnoticed, in the sinister blustery night ; was it that which the hissing, rattling leaves were trying to discourage her of some dark unseen presence, or was it a warning of something malevolent yet to come ?

Gayle shrugged as she saw the headlight approaching her, hoping it was the cab the nice woman had called her before closing up shop ; 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 candy kiss as she stood there holding her oversize purse that contained the clothing she had donned that morning, all the wear she had donned that forenoon !

The overnice sales clerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone worn, anything quite like the skimpy kitty costume ; she had stayed late and helped Gayle complete the facial expression with a black wig of foresighted sleek tomentum and bangs shorn straight across just above her large dark optic, long black lace boxing glove that ended just below her pocket-size articulatio cubiti, and blackened patent of invention leather charge that covered the humiliated percentage of her black fishing net clad legs. Two silver and atomic number 79 rhinestone watchband, a similar choker, and backbreaking shameful makeup accentuated the tone ; the nice elderly fair sex had even painted Gayle's finger and toe nails dark-skinned black.

She had felt dissimilar as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, herculean even. She looked good and the gross revenue clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having back mentation. She wasn't sure if it was the going of seeing herself through the older woman's eyes, the fact that the excitement and euphoria of doing something so far out of her comfort zone was starting to wear down off, or just that she was getting insensate and the lure of her nice ardent bed in her decent fond apartment was growing stronger by the endorse. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the hell she had been thinking when she walked into the small costume memory board, not sure at all that she had the braveness to fag out the skimpy rig in world ; the thought of so many people staring at her small body, searching for her fault, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The large yellow sedan stopped in front man of her and she stared at it a moment, it was decision meter ; did she just go menage or did she screw up her courageousness and go to the company ? Gayle took a deeply breath and reached for the second door with trembling fingers, opening it and slowly slue inside, her body struggling to make even the simplest crusade, like she was being pulled in two different charge, the rope in a cosmic biz of tug of war.

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

"The Regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the strait of her voice strange in her own ears, the actor's line strange in her mouth ; almost as if soul else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sense of relief as she sat back in the seat, clutching her large tote bag to her minuscule chest ; the decision was made and for good or ill the die was cast and her future no longer in her hands.

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

Gayle dug in her tumid bag, opening her wallet and pulling out a twenty before looking up and handing the crumpled bill to the driver with a uneasy grinning,"living the modification and…well give thanks you."

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

Gayle rewarded the blushing number one wood with a brilliantly grin, this was the first base 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 carry a cryptical breath of the insensate night air before walking with aim into the glass and steel door of the high-end hotel. She had made her decision and there was no percentage point in delaying the inevitable ; she would soon be parading around nearly naked in movement of both her coworkers and comparative strangers.

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

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

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

"Ahhhh, sure…"She replied, a little intimidated by the well plume cliquish man as she dug through her outsize purse for her wallet, removing both her number one wood's license and her work ID and handing them to the impatiently waiting man.

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

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

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

"I can't afford the penthouse rooms !"Gayle exclaimed ; she made a good living but the Charles Herbert Best room in the best hotel in the city was out of even her damage range !

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

"Hold that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the giant bag that held most of her lifespan, this time digging around for her cell speech sound. She turned from the desk and took several stone's throw away from the dapperly dressed shop clerk, pressing master's numeral on the petite keyboard a bit harder than usual in her irritation - how dare that man take such liberties ! Just because they flirted a niggling did not think she would be jumping into bed with him at the first opportunity, just who did he think he was ?

"hullo ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

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

"Mr. Anderson please !"

"Gayle ? Is something wrong ?"Sherwood Anderson replied, hearing the unusual feeling in her vocalisation,"Are you ok ?"

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her annoyance give her just plenty courage to get through the phone telephone call ; she was certainly if he was standing in front line of him she would be putty in his hand and would throw let him lead her anywhere and do anything he wanted to her."I do not take account you just assuming I'll spend the night in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could feature at least asked !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a little scream as she felt a solid mitt lightly residual on her small shoulder ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her phone and watching as the small mordant box that ran her life slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched fingers. She swore silently, sure her phone was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her eyes ; she stared in stunned silence a moment before she turned to calculate at Victor and watched as he hit end on her phone and then slowly hold it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold blue center, seeing cypher but warmth and genuine concern, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

"Wha…how…"Gayle stammered, shaking her principal slightly, trying to break the spell looking into his middle had seemingly woven around her thinker ; she couldn't seem to remember clearly or think back why she was upset, all she could centre on were the butterflies churning in her stomach.

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

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

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

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

"Excuse me ?"Victor chuckled as the bemused man continued to stare into her eyes.

Gayle blushed brightly, even more confounded,"But the room…aren't you and I…I mean it's the penthouse…and…and…oh God, you don't want to slumber with me…oh my God, I'm so stupid…"She dropped her cherry face into her minuscule handwriting and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to fight back her tears,"God, I'm so embarrassed…"

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

Gayle looked up suddenly, her binge 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 quiet, quite dangerous, voice.

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

"Gayle you are beautiful, smart, funny and kind…how could any man not be attracted to you ?"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 pore on his expression,"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 crazy not to be attracted to you."

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

Victor smiled as he brushed a stray ringlet of her diffuse wig behind her low waifish ear,"I've always liked you Gayle, since the first time I saw you…"

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

He sighed, trying to decide if he tried to pace back and keep their family relationship master or throw caution to the wind and play along his heart ; after a import his mettle won the conflict and he bent down, slowly moving in to osculate her even as he watched for any sign that told him to stake off. He saw none and a moment later his lips lightly touched hers and she gave a short whimper of surprise, but still leaned in to induce a proper kiss of it ; after a moment he leaned back, his body trembling slightly as his head spun and by the wide-eyed look at her somewhat font he was sure she felt the same,"Please tell me I shouldn't apologize."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gayle leaned back again, searching victor's centre as she spoke,"Can you get to two keycards ?"

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

She swallowed hard, trembling slightly,"N…no, but I want you to withdraw the batting order anyway…please ?"

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

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

Victor chuckled, the heat of the auditory sensation bringing laughter to her lips as well,"You look fantastic, you always look wonderful."

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

"Am I going to see you in the dayspring ?"He interrupted softly, holding his breathing time 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 humanity is to entertain you without all these damned apparel between us !"

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

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

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

"Later !"Gayle growled as she retook Victor's tumid manus and began pulling him towards the elevators once again, the large man smiling as he let himself be led by the waifishly thin, elven tiny woman. He knew she was nervous, watching her small hand tremble as she pushed the song release ; he was nervous as well but probably for a dissimilar reason.

Their fundamental interaction had not gone unnoticed and confect snarled to herself as she watched the flyspeck woman she never dreamed would be a serious threat to her design and the man who she had her sights set on as her tag to easily street, to the lifespan of luxuriousness she was sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blonde growled as she watched the unlikely couple dance step into the elevator and continued to watch out until the door closed and the numbers game above that door rapidly began to change as the metal box holding her prize and the thief who had stolen it rocketed up to the top floor.

candy turned and began walking down the wide hall that led to the bang-up ballroom, her heals clicking sharply on the white marble floor as she fumed inside and wondered how to administer with this new, most unwelcome, ontogeny. She saw David standing at the large wooden doors to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an theme anthesis in her mind that might just salvage her program for a life of leisure.

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

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

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

"You have to slide your bill or the lift habit move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how fasting matter were moving ; stunned but not really surprised, he rarely was attracted to woman anymore and the few fourth dimension in the past times that he was matter always seemed to make a motion fast. Those former liaisons always ended badly and he hoped against Bob Hope that this meter would be different ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to wreak out this fourth dimension, Gayle was special and he was tired of being alone !

He watched as she fumbled for the poster and almost desperately swiped it through the reader, quickly turning and searching out his brim once again ; her fragrance, her sissiness quickly driving the headache from his psyche as he eagerly returned her osculation. Time passed without notice from either of them and sooner than seemed possible the lift sang out it's intimate ding to let them lie with they had arrived before the door slid open and revealed the foyer of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The work of several famous Interior designer was lost on them, they only had center for each early at that picky bit in time as they walked as one, entering the vauntingly hallway that led to the declamatory common room of the roomy suite, shedding article of clothing as they went. As Gayle's parka hit the storey, Victor stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative eyes across her small, nearly defenseless, dead body several meter,"Wow ! I know I said cut easy but wow !"

"What ? What's wrong ?"Gayle asked, suddenly self-conscious as she looked down at the tiny cat costume that left very little 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 soundbox of a XII year old boy..but I…I just thought…"She stopped stammering and sighed dejectedly,"I just wanted mortal to observe 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 spacious nighttime eyes as,"I've noticed you every day for the last eight years…I can't tell you how many clip when I leaned over your shoulder joint to take care at something and captivate your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of self-command I had not to take you into my coat of arms and kiss you over and over…"

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

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

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

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her eyes sparkling with joy as a encompassing smile crossed her sass, refusing to go away her blushing face even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted feet. She giggled like a school day daughter, her torso humming with desire, as goose bump sprouted on her flushed tegument, his hands on her bare flesh filling her with the most wondrous tingling sensations ; she kicked her infantry, giggling again as the skimpy Negro latex costume flipped off her small foundation and tumbled lazily through the air to land silently on one of the ridiculously plush couches. She leaned into victor, resting her minor head on his thick shoulder and cooing out a quiet moan of contentment as he carried her across the large deluxe elbow room and into the just as large and just as opulent bedroom, pausing next to the unbelievably bombastic bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down allayer. Gayle's head was spinning and she could hardly believe what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly dingy, fairytale and she was the princess instead of the plain housemaid or stepsister for a change.

"Gayle…I…I really want this but I want you to really desire it too."Victor whispered, tripping slightly over his words 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 pocket-sized touchy digit wrapping around the soft white silk as she pulled him down on the bed next to her, tenderly caressing his impudence as she smiled and leaned in, kissing him once again ; she just couldn't get enough of the flavor of his lips touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few more kisses before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to tell you something…this is so embarrassing…"

"Hey, you can tell me anything…"He smiled as he caressed her nerve, his fingerbreadth barely touching her peel and causing a shudder of pleasure 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 use but judging by his arch smirk she kind of thought he did,"God you're wonderful…"

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

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

superior jerked back slightly, as if her word of honor struck him with a forcible 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 unbelief,"I don't see how…"

"I…I'm sorry…"

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

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

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

"victor please…"She started to resist but he silenced her with a large well-manicured finger on her diminished soft lips.

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

"Me ?"She asked in skepticism,"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 star topology to these people !"He laughed as he rested his fountainhead on the soft pillow next to hers,"There's one thing about CEO's, we love our toy and you make the secure toys."

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

"nestle ?"He laughed, his eyes twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a lopsided grin that made her bosom race,"I have the most beautiful charwoman in the world laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do better than a cuddle."

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

winner answered with just a grinning as he rolled over and straddled her pocket-size trunk, leaning down and kissing her nose softly, then her lips ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her mouthpiece but her pitiful whine turned into a diffuse moan as his lips tenderly kissed the soft form of her soft cervix, tickling her sensitive satiny skin with his affectionate wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her body ; his loving osculation like the diffused ghost of a butterfly stroke's offstage as his rim brushed her quiet cutis, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her head into the gentle pillows as his back talk found the small raw teat of her small, nearly nonexistent boob ; she had always been self-conscious about her deficiency of breaking ball but master didn't seem to listen as he teased the small concentrated bumps with his natural language, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to sort out the strange whiz coursing through her as he left her thorax and slowly kissed his way down her flat tum, jerking slightly when she felt his knife every so lightly lick the inside of her thin, toned thigh.

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

"Mmmmm, you taste so unspoilt ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered more to himself than her as he slid his face between her small thin thigh and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile lingua, drawing more pant and moan as she panted rapidly, trying to catch her breathing space as bolts of lightening flashed through her tingling and trembling eubstance. A strong incandescence formed in the pit of her stomach, slowly spreading out to her extremities. After a few mo of this howling straining of gentle kisses, clear punch, and teasing probe into her small consistence, she began to tremble even more violently ; she had never felt anything like this before, she had pleased herself before but this was something so far beyond that it made her efforts seem picket and futile by comparison.

He knew she was at the razz edge, her body screaming for dismissal, even if she could only moan and squeak her pauperization for that sacking ; finally he took commiseration on her and sucked her petite reddened and swollen push into his mouth, trapping it between his front dentition and his tongue as he sucked gently, like a kitten nursing at its female parent's nipple. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her second joint clamped his header in place and her torso arched, her muscle unbending and shaking as she rode through her kickoff tangible sexual climax like a sparrow spinning through a crack cocaine. After nearly a minute she collapsed back into the soft comforter and twisted away from Victor's persistent tongue, no longer capable to handle his teasing touch, her post orgasmic body just too sensitive.

He took pity on her and lifted his head from her dripping sex and started to crawl back up her trunk, ineffectual to resist the siren call of her smooth unflawed pelt and her sweet musky perfume, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in response to even the lightest of his osculation. He reached her psyche, using the spread to pass over his side, leaned in to buss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy grinning crossed her sass,"Oh God Victor…that was…was ... I…thank you…"

"Thank you ?"He chuckled as he leaned in and kissed her again,"well you're very welcome."She smiled ; glad he didn't tease her, and imprecate she saw his eyes glowing with mirth, or maybe even sleep with ? A girl could hope after all.

"Can we just contain each early for a little bit ?"She asked, tilting her school principal as his lips sought her tender neck, his natural language darting out and tasting the sweet saltiness of her quiet skin as she sighed softly,"I…I know we have to go but…but not just yet…please ?"

He brushed his back talk against her sensitive skin one more metre, his soft breathing space causing her to throb slightly, before he lay next to her, ignoring the unironed mess he was making of his shirt.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Before Tony could say anything further she turned to Jacques Louis David,"And should we blab about Miss Holt in accounting system ? The one you served a gin and tonic with a turn of events of rohypnol…you remember her, she had to be taken to the infirmary last Christmas Party grounds you can't tally and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

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

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

"I don't dedicate a shit !"confect snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished,"Just make blame sure as shooting she spends the nighttime in the hospital…or the mortuary, dealer's choice."She tossed a keycard to Mike before turning and starting for the door to the belittled alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a sound that caused the three men to shudder,"Just make goddamned sure she's not back at work ever again !"

"Hey, what if we get caught ?"David asked, the fear slurring his tidings slightly ; the nice buzz he had worked so hard to reach a long forgotten memory.

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

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

"No problem."Candy replied with a smile ; she had no aim of being these three idiots'alibi, and no purpose 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 self-justification ; right now she was giving a blowjob to the skinny geek from the mailroom, what did a half hour either way really matter anyway ? Once that pimply-faced wonk's picayune pecker hit her mouthpiece, he wouldn't know what year it was let alone what time ; she would seduce damn sure of that !

The three men watched as candy sashayed her ample ass out the minuscule way's threshold, seemingly hypnotized by the back and forth apparent movement ; it wasn't until the threshold closed and the blonde's quivering hind end was lost from view did the men break from their while, Mike taking a deep breathing place as he started for the door,"seed on then, let's get this over with."

Far above the three nervous men, master was donning his black cape as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the rumpled bed,"So lamia ?"

"Nope."He replied with a sly smile, turning away from her a consequence, then turning back with a bloodless porcelain masquerade party covering half of his handsome case,"Ta daaaa."

"Ahhhh, my semi handsome Phantom."She giggled, pretending to pass out as she fell back onto the piano white reliever,"Oh Phantom, are you going to ravish me…I hope…"

Victor smiled as he walked back to her, his little elfin doll ; so delicate in her dish, so innocent in her charms. An ancient thirstiness tugged at him but his honey was unattackable than such petty things and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their backtalk still lightly touching, as he heard her flabby groan of contentment."Every fortune I get my love, for infinity if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupe political party !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck as he started to rise,"delay !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another kiss, this prison term her tongue tentatively peeking from her slightly parted sass, her soft moans growing louder as he took the decoy and gently probed her mouth, seeking the offered award and finding it waiting for him. After a few seconds that seemed to traverse hr, she dropped her head to the soft pillows and sighed,"God, what the hell is happening to me ?"

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

She turned her top dog 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 present moment at his feeling of surprisal before they both began laughing, Gayle easily slipping into his arms as of she had been made by the Fates just to be held by him,"Sorry…its just I don't want to slow down ; hell, I wan na go faster !"She snuggled her head even tighter into his bureau and sighed,"winner we belong together, I just know it…don't you feel it too ?"

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For eternity if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and head to the party to at least ready an appearance and she was, after finally letting herself go with Victor, eager to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the char who was in beloved, the woman who was brave enough to wear the sexy costume she had purchased on a whim earlier that day, the woman who no foresighted hid behind sloppy clothing and sarcasm. As she was muddling this in her head, surrounded by muteness except for the mensural beats of Victor's strong pith, his sound rang ; Gayle gave a minuscule scream of surprisal, then giggled at her silliness as she looked up with a shamefaced grin and a flushed human face, master just smiling at her before checking the video display on the small electronic device,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

"Candy."He replied with a resigned suspiration as he connected the yell,"Hello ?"Gayle grinned as she watched him talk to the buxom blonde with a acidulate feel on his face, rolling his centre several clock time before grinning at her as he shook his mind slowly,"Yes, yes…I…Candy, it couldn't be helped. Just recount 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 leisurely enough to see by the exasperated look on his fine-looking face that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the aggressive blonde cleaning lady."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is kind of hot and those boobs…wow !"

Victor ended the call as he grinned at his diminished paramour, sliding his phone back into his scoop 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 fount three times a day !"

Gayle smirked as she cupped her own tiny white meat,"Good thing you're not a breast guy…"

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

Gayle looked down at he bantam excrescence ; she didn't even bother with a bra, hadn't since she was twelve and wore a grooming bra. When she realized they weren't going to get any big she just stopped bothering and wore t-shirts like a boy ; gravitational force wouldn't be her foeman. Gayle looked up with a frown,"But…"

"But what ? Your breasts are exquisite…and I don't have to worry about throwing my back out !"He teased as he winked at her again and disappeared through the bedroom doorway ; she shook her head and laughed, sighing a instant later as she heard the elevator arrive and soon depart, her new devotee, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her head, still ginning a smile that she just couldn't wipe from her moderately brass ; for once living was effective and she was going to enjoy it.

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

Gayle dressed and took one last look in the full length mirror, shaking her head as she realized just how lots her minuscule body was left uncovered by the skimpy costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her reflectivity in the mirror,"well girl, its now or never…ok then, lets go prove the world the new us !"

She turned, still smiling like an changeling, and walked out into the rough-cut room just as the elevator dinged,"Now what did he forget…"Her Logos died in her pharynx as she saw three men step off the lift, their faces covered by their costume masquerade,"Who… ?"

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

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

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

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

"Saint David, I know its you, I know your interpreter stupid."She replied with a lowly smirk,"Did victor send off you ? So what's the gag ?"

"My epithet is not David…"

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You can and you will…now the only question is what do we take a leak it look like ?"

"Look like ?"Tony asked, swallowing hard as his venter subject matter 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 ravish her and make it look like some fucking sex degenerate did it."Saint David finished, his eyes lighting up with the hypothesis ; he had never really taken a safe flavor at Gayle before and was pleased with what he saw - this was going to be to a greater extent fun then he thought.

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

"looking you fucking niggling prick."microphone growled as he roughly grabbed the little man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly naked body as St. David watched with a footling snigger, the taller man feeling much better about the completely thing since rape was mentioned - he liked his cunt to make him work for it ! Mike stood over Tony, ripping off his mask so the diminished man could see the sincerity of his intelligence,"What ever we do, we all do it, we all end up as guilty as the other two so no one is tempted to fucking squeal to the cops - anyone talking and we all…all three of us, get the needle ! Got it ?"

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

"Then we leave your utter physical structure next to hers."microphone replied coldly, staring at the sniveling petty man a here and now before turning to David,"You got a job with that ?"

David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big joke,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around Mike, still grinning like a five class old with a cookie, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the small man back to the floor before picking up the flyspeck woman's hitch form and tossing her over his shoulder like a butcher with a side of kick as he started for the bedroom room access,"And no sense wasting a perfectly well slice of ass, so I say rape."

mike watched as the magniloquent man walked away, Gayle's bleeding head swaying loosely English to side as she hung from his articulatio humeri, shaking his headland and mussitation to himself,"Fucking pervert…"He looked down at Tony, growling at the whimpering man."And what's your fucking problem now ? Wasn't I clear enough ?"

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

"fucking hell !"mike growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the belittled man to his fundament,"spirit, Candy was right, she's as small-scale as a kid. Just fucking close your eyes and dissemble she's the short block on the Pee Wee baseball game squad !"Tony stared at him in revulsion and Mike sighed as his anger faded, he really didn't like the idea of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could check St. David at this point and microphone 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 stare at him in horror as snag ran down his pale human face ; Mike sighed and gave him a light shove towards the bedroom,"looking, you can do this…you receive to do this !"

Far below in the raucous ballroom, master was listening to the inane babbling of one of the company CEO's he did business with ; a lot of business so he patiently smiled and nodded his pass as the fat man prattled on about his golf biz, Victor constantly checking his lookout man between glancing at the ballroom's large doors, the fat man's Good Book lost on him as he wondered for the hundredth fourth dimension what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stupid to realize master hadn't heard a word he said, and slapped the tall man's shoulder,"That was classic !"

winner smiled, forcing a chortle from his lip ; this was the CEO of the tenth richest party in their city after all so pamper him was a business necessity,"Very amusing."

"Oh, and you won't believe what happened next…"The new wild boar prattled on, his sizeable mandibular bone quivering in his amusement ; winner thought it fitting he was dressed as William Henry the one-eighth. He checked his spotter again and froze as he suddenly saw an epitome in his intellect ; Gayle's dark eyes opened wide in threat, tears running down her cushy brass as she called out his figure in desperation.

victor looked up and interrupted the fat saphead in figurehead of him,"self-justification me Thomas, I just remembered I have something crucial to do."

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

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

"Oh very well."Thomas the doubting Apostle laughed cheerfully, too stupid to realize he was being brushed off,"No balance for the loathly hey ?"

"Something like that."master mumbled as he walked away, his mind already forgetting the fat tomfool 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 wrong and even if this was one of the few times they were, he still was worry why Gayle hadn't yet arrived ; perhaps it was nothing more than she needed a little moral support, her costume was a bit revealing…

winner stopped when he felt a small hand snaffle his arm, turning to see Candy's smiling look,"Buy a unvoiced working young lady a drinkable ?"

Victor looked down into her eyes and his heightened senses recorded a million things about her in that split second, a million lilliputian art object of data that suddenly had his stomach churning with worry. He could smell a man's cum on her, well a boy's since he recognized the olfactory property of Collin, the interne who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this challenging blonde man-eater waste fourth dimension with him ? He also heard her warmheartedness racing in her thorax, saw the mineral vein in her neck distending as stock ran through them at ever increasing intensity ; he could sense her veneration and nervousness, see her pupils dilate slightly as she desperately tried to delay him. She was up to something nefarious, something he was sure enough included Gayle,"What's going on Candy ?"

She plastered that stylemark grin on her face as she poured on the charm,"Just a lonely young lady trying to get a handsome man to spend a little meter with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his middle saw through her carrying into action in an instant,"Cut the shit you picayune beef ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"Candy recoiled as his eyes literally seemed to flash red with anger,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the dance palace's declamatory ornate doors, his mild leather brake shoe making quiet slapping sounds on the smoothen 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 lift, his black cape flying behind him, and entered the stairwell door. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to trip up the large man before he got too far to secern him the stairwell threshold were locked from the inside ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no sign of victor, just his porcelain mask laying broken at the new man's feet.

Far above, as the fox Concierge gently nudged the broken masque with his foot and wondered what had caused the deep scratched on the backbreaking porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining consciousness. She groaned as she opened her eyes, her intellect still too fuzzy to remember what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing moving ridge as she looked up and saw the ferine grin 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 !"Jacques Louis David growled as she tried to kick him off of her ; he began punching her over and over a amplification as he punctuated each puff with a grumble Book,"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 sociopath he wasn't a cruel one ; he grabbed David's articulatio humeri and with surprising intensity flipped the larger man off Gayle and onto the floor where he landed on the rug with a muffled clump and a look of utter surprisal,"What the hell ?"

"Enough, that is fucking enough !"Mike growled as he stared the taller man down,"I'm sick of this son of a bitch ! Sick of you ! Sick of this whole fucking rotten muckle !"

"Wha…you said…you said we were gon na plunder her !"St. David protested as he lay on the floor, his pants still around his ankles as he stared up at his angry admirer. David started to bear as he continued whining,"Look, you guys don't have to but I want to and you said that we were gon na …"

"I changed my mind !"Mike shot back, kicking the taller man hard in the middle and knocking him back to the floor,"violent death her is one affair, but this is just sick !"He turned to reckon at Gayle cowering naked on the vauntingly bed,"I'm sorry about this, I really am."

"Ple…please Mike…please don't…you do…don't have to do this…I…I won't say anything…"Gayle sobbed as she slowly scooted up the bed trying to break away the frigidness 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."Mike 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 minuscule ankle joint and pulled her to him, his right manus flashing out, the knife he held there biting into her flesh as he stabbed her breadbasket three quick prison term. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in shock, coughing up a small trickle of blood, her screams choked off by the burning excruciation that quickly spread through her body.

"Don't headache, it'll be over soon…"microphone replied, his Holy Scripture cut off by a gurgling riot 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 audio that froze even a sociopath like mike in place. He watched as Tony fell understood, his eyes glazing over as his head came free and his body fell limply to the story, spraying hot red blood in all instruction from the mangle hatful of inwardness that had once been his neck. The large figure, dressed in a Joseph Black cape and Edward Douglas White Jr. blood stained shirt, stood slowly, his eyes two burnished red coal burning in a hideously feral mockery of a human cheek, Tony's severed oral sex still in his hand, the dark digit's claw like digit clutching the small-scale man's nighttime hair.

There was a calm here and now of silence as Mike stared into those vivid fiery red eyes, a present moment that seemed frozen in time, an eternity qualifying in the blink of an eye ; but that moment ended as the sinister build dropped Tony's severed head, screaming out a speech sound so other worldly and painful, Mike swore his heart stopped for a import. He didn't have clock time to contemplate what he was seeing and listening because before his eye could even register the movement, the creature crossed the room and drove his turgid fist through microphone's head, like a hammer through a melon. Gayle gasped as mike's brains splashed over he small bare soundbox, shielding her face as bits of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyes off the dark figure as he literally held David up from the inside of his shatter skull.

It turned to stare at St. David as he whimpered and tried to get up, care and his pants still tangled around his ankle making it a futile feat ; the creature snarled as it watched him, it's vauntingly Caucasian teeth gleaming a sickening white in the dim way as if they glowed some diabolic light al their own. Gayle watched as the creature dropped microphone's corpse and turned to face David, almost as if it were incognizant of her presence, and slowly closed the distance with a horrific inhuman state of grace ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the creature stalk its next victim, the horrible mantrap of the monster capturing her attention and refusing to let it go.

The bombastic sorry soma stood over David a second, then threw back its capitulum and let out a fearsome holler that shook the windows, a roar that Gayle could feel in her bones. But the primal sound that caused Jacques Louis David to loose his bowels and nullify his bladder in scummy holy terror held no fear for her ; somewhere in that terrible phone she heard something familiar, something that offered solace instead of annoyance, love instead of death. She watched with just oddity now as David wept like a scare child, pathetically pleading for mercy in a lose weight imperfect voice. Suddenly the creature knelt, driving a mightily human knee into David's stomach and forcing the air out of the taller man in an explosive gasp, a low menacing grumble emanating from somewhere oceanic abyss inside the monster's massive chest as it grabbed St. David's face in it's orotund clawed hand.

Gayle gasped again as she heard it verbalize, a part she knew well,"You try to rape my beloved and you ask for clemency ?"

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

Victor ignored her almost soundless whisper as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nothing but a piece of meat to his kind ; winner spoke in a low menacing feeling, carefully pronouncing each word of honor,"I am Vampyrie, a nobleman of the Night, a child of the Blood Mother, I have no mercy for the the likes of of you !"

victor drove his headland down, his razor sharp teeth ripping into David's neck ; euphoria filled his mind as the hapless man's warm salty blood filled his oral cavity, the coppery taste lingering as the stemma slid easily down master's pharynx, as had the blood of countless early mortals before him down through the aeon. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the gustation of human being blood almost a sexual release and victor knew why some of his kind had become so addicted that they had slaughtered chiliad of homo, becoming mad with desire for the warm vital drink that produced such exhilaration in his masses. But it was a short lived sensory faculty and as superior stood, David drained to the close few drops of his life's pedigree, he could find the affectionate wonderful tendrils of the alimentation frenzy slowly skid from his brain, leaving him replete and content.

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

He hurried to her side, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his arms, her blood adding to the gore that already stained his clothing ; she smiled as her eyes fluttered, a conflict to save them open,"It's nothing, doesn't even hurt anymore…"winner turned his impressive inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the passion of her wounding, smell the darkness origin and the corruption that had already begun to eat away at her dying body ; her wounds were fatal and no Doctor in the world could save her !

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

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

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

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

"Gayle, please mind Gayle, listen to me."superior repeated, giving her a sad smile when she opened her eyes,"I can lay aside you but…but I have to urinate you like me…I…I have to bring in you a monster…"

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

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

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

He placed his torn bleeding wrist to her rima oris, petting her piano brown hair with his other hand as he leaned down and whispered,"Drink Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his combat injury and swallowing his blood, stemma that would kill the man Gayle but would also give parturition to something More. Gayle sucked greedily at his wound a few more moments before the brute in his blood spread through her dead body and began the transformation, with which came pain. Her eyes opened wide of the mark and she screamed out her excruciation as Victor held her cut down,"Shhhh, I know my lovemaking, I know it hurts but the painfulness will lapse soon…its ok…"She screamed one more than time before the infliction became too a good deal and her head, in an sweat to save her saneness, switched off and the blissful lull of the Joseph Black reached up and claimed her.

Victor sighed, gently placing his paw on her minor chest, feeling her heart slow and then finally quit ; this was where her future hinged, either her kernel would restart and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die human. He waited, reverence lacrimation at his mind as he searched her still body for any sign of life ; but he found none, naught but last resided in her small form and his heart sank as his read/write head dropped, what was he to do without her, his unending life would appear so empty with out her at his side.

He lifted his promontory suddenly and stared at her peaceful looking face, did he experience something, a flutter, the pocket-size flicker of life ? Yes, there it was again, her bosom stirring ever so slightly, like a modest snort rousing from a deep slumber ; suddenly a third base vellication and then without any further warning her essence began beating hard and proud as life again returned to her small body. But not the life she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite human, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you get wind me ?"

She didn't respond but the repose pitiful moan that escaped her small slightly parted sassing was enough for him as joy filled his tenderness ; but there was no metre to lose, she was still vulnerable until the shift was complete and that would necessitate various Sir Thomas More days at least - she had been very near Death after all !

victor pulled his mantle from his shoulders and wrapped her small bloodstained organic structure in the leaden silk and wool garment, it was thick and warm and would provide her enough protection from the cold ; he may take in used it as a costume this Night but there was a time when this cape, and others like it, adorned his full shoulders on a day-by-day basis. He didn't need the auspices 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 butchery he had wrought ; he knew it would be best if she could remain undisturbed until she was stronger but it had been a noisy slaughter and individual was indisputable to hail inquire sooner rather than later. He smiled grimly as he started for the doorway, yes someone would come soon and it might be a bit embarrassing to try and explain the roue soaked room ; let alone three mangled corpses laying on the floor, one almost completely drained of pedigree !

Victor walked past the lift, scooping up Gayle's giant purse as he passed, and down the Marguerite Radclyffe Hall, kicking open the door that led onto the roof garden that acted as a sitting area for the penthouse retinue and straight to the short rampart that looked out over the buildings roof proper. He sighed as he looked down the thirty groundwork to the tar and crushed rock open below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the unretentive wall, there was no other option, he couldn't take the main elevator with a rip covered naked cleaning woman in his arms so he had to take the maintenance elevator and it stopped at the roof below.

He took a deep hint and stepped from the top of the wall, falling the distance quickly and letting his ramification bend with the impact of his feet hitting the roof at nearly twenty Admiralty mile an hr, not for himself but to keep open Gayle from as very much of the jarring landing as he could. live up to she had weathered the leap with no ill burden, master quickly ran to where the large upkeep elevator doors stood closed to the cold air of the night, Gayle's small body light as a feather in his arms. She wouldn't have presented much of a burden had he been a rule man, and he was definitely not normal ; he smiled as he pressed the call push button and was rewarded with a dim icteric light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the declamatory metallic element box that smelled faintly of grime and paint and waited as it slowly descended the 70 base into the sub-basement he hoped would be empty this time of nighttime ; smiling as the doors opened to near pitch darkness. The inky black presented no problem to him, his eyes quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by several computer exhibit, a digital clock and the odd indicator light was wish high school noon to his sensitive eyes.

He quickly walked out of the large workroom, across the pocket-sized hall and to the brand door that led to the parking basement, kicking intemperate and smiling as it easily gave way to his inhuman effectiveness ; he walked into the brightly lit subterranean parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked hours ago, laying Gayle gently in the hinder seat before sliding behind the cycle and driving off into the cold shadow nighttime. It was time for both winner Marian Anderson and Gayle Winters to disappear, to lay off to exist ; something he had done countless meter before down through more years than he cared to call up and, he was sure, he would do many more times in the years to come. Now though he no longer dreaded the everlasting centuries ahead of him, he would no longer go through life alone…





Candy walked through the office, smiling at the the great unwashed working diligently at their desks ; she was still the office staff manager but was indisputable that she would soon be resigning her position. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to expose his discreetness to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the troupe's ever-dwindling net, accelerating the once profitable firms ultimate demise. The company was slowly going under as it tried to outlive selling and reselling Gayle winter's intent, but with out any new design or the clever introduction she was noted for, their top client were quickly losing interest group ; CEO's were infamous for their short attention duad and Gayle's old designing were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to impress your node and contender with tech they all had, no the game was not he who had the upright flirt won but he who had the new plaything firstly won.

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

She walked into her large luxurious part and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously opulent role chairman ; all purchased from company monetary fund, from a high-end competitor no to a lesser extent. Candy looked down and was surprised to see a black envelope with her name written in blood line red ink in thick-skulled bold lineage on the front ; she rolled her center, this had to be someone's joke for the Allhallows Eve party tonight. She was actually a short storm they were even having it after the incubus of go old age party ; Mike, David, and Tony literally torn apart, Gayle and victor missing. She knew the case was still spread out, Gayle and superior having never been found ; but it was no concern of hers, nothing pointed to her even though the whole fix 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 master was definitely not supposed to disappear.

But it had all worked out in her favor ; the confusion that reigned afterward allowed her to steal even More money from the business's coffer and the pudgy balding man that had replaced Victor as CEO was much more than easily manipulated than he had been. Yes, all in all the altogether thing had actually been a blessing to the buxom blonde and had advanced her programme to retire untested by several years.

confect picked up the gasbag and used a hanker pink painted nail to open it as she mused upon that night a yr ago ; the prevailing possibility was that Mike, David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to consume a footling political party of their own and Victor had found them and in a rage murdered them all, the police had interviewed the desk clerk that had witnessed their kiss and it was the most plausible scenario in their minds - it was always the boyfriend after all !

Gayle's dead body had never actually been found but The Medical inspector had assured anyone who would listen that the copious amounts of her blood found in the bed most assuredly imply she had died that night and he could only assume that Victor had taken her consistency for some spue guilt trip driven rationality. candy smiled as she pulled the thick card from the envelope ; the police were mostly correct, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a willing participant and she was almost certain superior hadn't been the one who had killed her.

Candy furled her supercilium when she read the one line written in the Saame thick profligate red ink as her epithet on the envelope, ‘ Meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the finally two letter of the alphabet, it couldn't be ; no this had to be soul playing a retch jest and she was going to make them bid they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the vauntingly drawers in her desk, pulling her purse out, opening that and pulling a small handgun out ; whoever was trying to wager her would pay a very dear monetary value for that mistake - nobody fucked with her and didn't pay a good Price for it !

She pulled the small weapons powder magazine, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her bag, after slamming the tiny magazine back home, and walked from her federal agency, pausing only to speak to her secretaire,"Tina, I'll be out of the situation the rest of the day, I need to speak with a client."

"Yes Ma'am."The often sometime cleaning lady replied ; Cindy insisted on the honorific, she was a frailty president after all.

"No calls ; none at all, my sound will be off anyway."Candy called over her shoulder, not bothering to wait for an solution as she walked away quickly, her tight polyester dress making a swishing phone to harbinger her departure as she made her way to the lift and stepped inside, pushing the now rarely used clitoris that would pick out her down to Gayle's lab.

As she stepped out of the elevator, ripping the yellow police tape measure out of her way, she saw a small blonde sitting at Gayle's now obsolete employment station, her rear to the elevator. Candy stepped into the bombastic lab, a duncical layer of rubble had settled on everything inside and she coughed softly as her feet kicked up humble clouds,"Who are you and what…"

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

"Wha…"

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

"I have no idea…"

This time the minuscule cleaning woman didn't gag as she turned and to present the big-breasted blonde,"SHUT UP YOU FUCKING BITCH !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blonde wig from her chief,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three shitheads to rape and remove me, but you've been stealing the company blind for the last four years too ?"

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

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

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

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

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

Out in the street master was getting a little impatient as he circled the auction block for the one-quarter time, wondering what the hell was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, plug Candy's figurer, get the incriminating information, and get out. But he had been waiting almost two minute and was worried she had been caught ; they didn't really look like they did a twelvemonth ago but they would probably still be recognized if spotted by anyone who knew them.

superior swore as he double-parked, instantly getting the attention of a beat maidservant ; he shook his headland as she started towards him, shifting the car back into gear. He was about to call for off when he saw Gayle walk cheerfully out of the construction and brandish the woman off as she pointed towards him ; Victor breathed a sigh of sculptural relief as the meter maid nodded and turned.

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

He smiled at the familiar gesture she probably didn't even recognise she was doing,"Why do you still wear those thing, the electron lens are just plain spyglass anyway."

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

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

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