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Gayle adjusted her spectacles, the heavy thick lenses conspiring with gravity to constantly slip them to the tip of her small button nozzle as she sat glumly at her desk, invisible as usual. She really didn't understand why the men around here looked right through her ; she didn't think she was that bad looking. Ok, she was a little nerdy and didn't have the immense boobs that blonde bimbo candy, the office manager, had ; but she thought she was cute, maybe not beautiful, but cute for sure. Besides, she thought men liked petite Asiatic women, even the mousey looking ones, considering all the asian porn the men here downloaded ; but evidently her spot was the exception to the rule.

Gayle was thin and athletic but she never really bothered much with her appearing, favoring comfort and practicality over glamor ; it was a example her mother had hammered into her on a day-by-day basis, telling her constantly that any man worth having would value her sensitivity. Even so, as pretty as she was and as often as her mother assured her there was someone searching for her even now, the men around this office, around her neighborhood, and seemingly populating the small city she lived in seemed to prefer the shiny over the hard-nosed ; Gayle guessed the old byword was true, men just didn't make passes at girls who wore glasses !

Gayle sighed as she saw David from Human imagination approaching with Mike from sales event and Tony from public sexual congress ; she had always thought David was kind of cute, in a dorky I look like a giraffe form of way, but the tall grey-haired man obviously was like every early man she met. She could see him giving the blonde office handler a hungry look as the top heavy slut bent grass over to find fault up a pen she had conveniently dropped when she saw the minuscule group of men approach, giving them a in effect feel at her branch and pulling her snuggery dame tightly over her large bubble rear end ; however if Gayle was buck au naturel and on fire she doubted they would notice.

Gayle wondered why Candy even bothered, she knew for a fact that the blond had no involvement in these men ; she had her eyes set eminent up the food Chain, squarely on the blanket shoulders of the salt and pepper haired CEO of this small company, and who could charge her ; if the man wasn't light geezerhood out of her league she would have taken a shot at him. Gayle was pretty for certain that confect was going to use her rather ample consistency to sleep her way to the top, she had done a pretty good job already actually ; only twenty-eight and already the VP of accounting system - and the office handler ! Technically Candy was Gayle's boss, but since Gayle's blueprint and inventions drove this caller the giggly blonde left the mousy brunette alone ; Gayle was not only the VP in charge of research and ontogeny, she was research and development - she was in charge of a section of one !

St. David sat on her desk, not as a well-disposed overture to conversation, but so he could hide the erection that candy's polyester wrapped ass was giving him as he spoke to the blonde adult female,"So candy, you have a date to the company tonight ?"

Gayle watched as the big breast woman straightened back up and smiled her trademark thousand James Watt smiling, a flashing star sign that all but said cut-in penis here,"Nah, I thought I'd just go stag…who knows, maybe we can dance some."

Gayle sighed as she translated the conversation in her head word, pushing her wayward glasses back up her nose, ‘ No appointment, gon na try and try and get into Mr. Carl David Anderson's pants. But if that doesn't work out maybe I'll let you defile me instead !'She watched as St. David smiled widely, nearly drooling on himself in prevision of going where tinker's damn near every man had gone before ! David stood, now seemingly showing off the tent in his gasp and Gayle couldn't help but roll her eyes as she stood up, her own narrow down pelvis and tiny bottom evidently of no interest to the gathered men as they continued to eye confect like the firearm of inwardness 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 ; David wouldn't be defiling anything but his right manus if he decided to continue sniffing around the buxom blonde.

Gayle sighed, walking around her desk and past the disgust scenery playing out in battlefront of her rarely used cubical, absentmindedly pushing her spyglass up yet again and heading towards the conference way without so very much as a backward glance,"Come on guys, group meeting in five and you know how Anderson hates starting late."Gayle tried to put a shimmy in her footmark and wondered if anyone's centre were on her wool-clad fundament, but doubted they even noticed she had walked by. Her hunch were confirmed when she heard Candy giggle playfully ; Gayle ignored it, knowing she didn't even rate being the butt, so to speak, of a joke, so it had to be candy still flirting as she led the men working here around by the nose.

"Well, would you handsome men escort me to the meeting ?"Candy cooed,"A young lady can't be too careful you know, and what woman wouldn't tone dependable with three big strong men protecting her virtuousness ?"

Gayle dropped her psyche as she literally bit her tongue to prevent from blurting out a snide comment, something about a ship having sailed long ago ; best not to annoy the jejune fair sex anymore than necessary, she really didn't need another lecture on trying to be more pleasant. Gayle hated the hebdomadal staff confluence, being forced from the relation bema of her lab, which encompassed the entire floor below this one, and forced to interact with the people who she didn't truly see and was never really comfortable around, the great unwashed 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 gaffer, the most beautiful man she had ever seen, handsome just didn't seem good enough a word, and trying to veil what his smiles did to her.

She walked into the gravid Sir Henry Joseph Wood paneled league room, quite an disconnected modulation from the drinking glass and steel décor of the rest of the office ; but the CEO was a bit of a stroke back, preferring the warm organic look of shadow polished woods that were more in fashion a hundred years ago than in this age of computers and mass output. Oh he wasn't a Luddite or anything, he understood that as technology raced forward, he and his company had to restrain pace or die ; but he decided there was no reason the caller couldn't employ the most modern public lavatory with style. In fact his office staff and, the attached conference room she now stood in, were designed and built by Gayle ; this was what she did, taking the old, the Hellenic elan and incorporating modern engineering discreetly.

Gayle watched as Candy stood by her chair, hiking her ridiculously blotto skirt up slightly, seemingly in prep to sit but more likely just to show off her shapely leg ; Gayle watched, nearly blurting out another sneering comment, as the men jockeyed to see who would pull out her chair for her. The low mousey woman shook her caput and sat, there wouldn't be any men pushing through the crowd to confine her chair after all.

Gayle turned when the babbling chatter of the imp's she worked with faded and muteness descended on the room ; she had a doctor's degree from MIT and another from Polytech, sometimes she felt like Jane Goodall watching the monkeys fornicate in the copy room. But her boss was another story all together she thought as she watched the tall sharply dressed man walk into the room with all the imperial comportment of a Billie Jean King addressing his courtyard. Gayle was in awe of the tall man who always seemed to have a kind Holy Scripture for her, always seemed to sleep with what to do or say when she was stuck or upset ; he was everything a adult female could want in a man and Gayle knew when she saw something way out of her conference so she kept her flavour, her desires, bottled mystifying inside, hidden even from herself.

Gayle sighed, a fond flower that she hoped didn't appearance on her grimace filled her dresser just at the sight of this gorgeous man, and that was the lone one of the embarrassing effects he had on her as the tall blue-eyed god smiled down at his seated employees a bit before taking his seat and laying a thin manila gasbag on the dark polished wood of the huge mahogany table. She knew there was probably just a raw data printout inside ; at her urging they had done away with almost all paperwork, everything being handled on a secure mesh - it was a change that had saved the pocket-sized company nearly a million dollar bill utmost year and brought her her hirer's attention. But she knew one of the man's idiosyncrasy was he still felt more comfortable reading from a while of paper than from a screen, but to his credit entry he didn't require anyone hold his mitt and create detail theme for him, he simply printed out the raw datum and compiled it himself ; gorgeous and brilliant, sometimes lifetime just wasn't fair.

"Afternoon ladies and gentlemen…"Anderson broke the silence, his comfortable smile still adorning his flawless boldness,"I must say that this quarter's financial report is aid getting…"

"Sir ?"mike asked with confusion, he had thought last quarter had been unusually lucrative ; he turned to Jacques Louis David but the man who ran accounting and roll in the hay what their hirer meant just kept staring at Candy.

"Relax mike, it's a just thing."Anderson laughed and Gayle sighed inwardly ; even his laugh was sexy !"According to this report…"Anderson continued, then paused as he lay a well manicured deal softly on the manila envelope,"…according to this report, furniture Solutions Inc. cleared nearly half a billion buck end quarter."There was a hush murmur of glad citizenry as they all tried to forecast what their bonuses would be."Ok…ok, we can all felicitate ourselves later."Anderson interjected quickly, showing an almost preternatural ability to read his employees'psyche,"But before we continue, I would care to lay the credit with whom it is due…Gayle Winters, I am serious when I say we couldn't have done this without you…thank you Danton True Young madam, know that your toilsome Holy Writ is noticed and appreciated."

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

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

The meeting went on, the usual boring news report on the usual guinea pig that virtually ignored as they pretended to watch the data cyclosis across the holographic displays that appeared in front of each of them ; each place at the table had a fully functional workstation that, unlike the ones at everyone's government agency desk, was all holographic and completely imbedded in the tabular array surface. It was innovations like this that drove this company to ever-higher profits, innovations that came from one place - the brilliant mind of one Gayle Winters ! She knew she was the only reason this company was successful ; a monkey could sell her designs and in fact mike in his team simply fielded telephone call for purchase request, they actually didn't sell anything because the article of furniture Gayle designed sold itself and everyone knew it, even if no one ever mentioned it.

Finally the group meeting came to an end and she wondered, as she did every week, why she had to be here ; her reports were sent daily to Mr. Philip Warren Anderson so she never had a intro, and she couldn't precaution less about sales or accounting or that Irma, the lady who cleaned the bathrooms, took a disgorge day last week. Gayle dropped her psyche when she heard Candy's high, and extremely annoying, voice right behind her,"Remember everyone, Hallowe'en party tonight."She chirped like an energise magpie,"There will be clients, provider, shareholder, and even potential difference client in attendance so everyone is required to be there in costume…oh and palpate free to add a date if you wish !"

Gayle fought to control her temper, knowing the blonde gripe's stopping point comment was a quip directed straight at her ; she had never brought a date to any troupe map, not in the eight old age she had worked here - in fact she hadn't actually had a engagement since college !

Gayle sighed as she struggled to gather the strength to get through another office party ; she was certainly she would someday suffer it and come as a psycho gunman and end the annoyances in her life with the blast of a XII caliber. Gayle jerked slightly as a unassailable, but gentle, hired man rested on her pocket-size shoulder and pulled her from her homicidal musings,"Penny for your thoughts."

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

"Mmmm, that bad huh ?"He asked with obvious business etched across his perfect nerve ; his wickedness hair had a smattering of grey but she couldn't help but admiration, as she stared at his boyishly young looking face, just how old this captivating man was. When she didn't answer him he sighed and softly lay his big hard hand on her little, almost childlike, forearm,"Look, I know your coworkers can be annoying at fourth dimension but shooting them is not the answer…"

"How the hell… ?"Gayle exclaimed, suddenly slamming her oral cavity shut and cutting off her words as she stared wide-eyed at the obviously entertained man.

"You're promiscuous to read than you might think."Carl David Anderson laughed, then leaned in, whispering conspiratorially,"Besides, I have to admit the thought has crossed my judgment as well…from sentence to time."

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

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

Gayle couldn't help but grinning as she blushed, she wasn't used to holding a man's aid, and definitely not a man like Victor Maxwell Anderson !"Sorry Mr…ah…sorry Victor…I'm, well I'm not very full in social situation 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 frigid sword low heart gave her an appraising glance, blushing as she realized she welcomed his eyes on her eubstance and wondering if he was flirting with her or just trying to be friendly,"I…tha…thank you victor, I think you're quite charming yourself."

He laughed, an unselfconscious sound of amusement that brought a vivid smile to her aspect,"You are a wonderment Gayle."He leaned down and kissed her cheek softly, a true sin in the day of intimate molestation lawsuits but he was pretty sure he was in no peril from one Gayle Winters, especially when he felt her tremble under his touch."semen on, go home change into your cute chemise bear costume and we'll see you at The Regency at eight…and relax ok ? It's a party, cut promiscuous and have some fun for a change."Victor paused and leaned in with a wink,"William Tell you a underground, having a good prison term won't kill you !"

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

"better, now go !"He laughed before turning and retreating to his bureau. Gayle sighed with a small smiling still lingering on her pretty red back talk ; she wasn't sure what had just happened or what she was feeling but she was certainly of one matter - she liked it ! But unfortunately for her, their little central had not gone unnoticed ; a special K set of center narrowed as Candy watched Gayle start for the door, quickly starting after her, ignoring the questioning voices of the men she had been flirting with all afternoon. David was an amusing distraction for the buxom blonde but she had her visual modality set higher and she'd be damned if she let that mousey fiddling twat get in her way !

candy caught up to Gayle at the elevators and stepped inside, giving her much smaller coworker a friendly grinning as the room access closed, it was a small building and the blonde was certain she could have her little chat without being disturbed if she was quick about it so she reached over and punched the parking brake stop button before turning to look Gayle in the eye,"Look kick, he's mine so back off or you'll be dreary !"

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

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

"I…I don't know what you're talking about."Gayle stammered, not for certain how to respond but the woman was a giant compared to her and Gayle felt very fearfulness trapped in the small lift with Candy.

The big blond turned and pressed to button for the next level before disengaging the pinch plosive,"Just don't say I didn't warn you ; I've worked too hard to get him interested and I'll be damned if you swoop in and throw off your skinny ass at him…just back off and everything will be fine !"Before Gayle could react, the elevator dinged and the doorway opened, confect quickly stepping out and walking away, her trademark smiling back in place as she greeted the few people still wandering the halls.

"Wow…"Gayle whispered, garnering a few unknown expression from the hoi polloi who joined her in the small alloy box ; she quickly recovered and gave everyone her best grin to try and cover her nervousness, but it looked more like a face. Gayle couldn't get out of the building fast enough and nearly bolted the second the lift doorway opened ; but she managed to control herself, skulking through the entrance hall with her head down and her branch protectively wrapped around her own body.

She made her way to the bus stoppage and stood apart from the others who were waiting for the mass transit vehicle to show up, the buses rarely followed the schedule so it was mainly just a waiting game and today she wasn't really in the mood to suffer there and have people stare at her like she was some skill experiment gone awry. Gayle took a deep breath and started walk, she only lived about a mile away, it was a dainty sunny, if cold, afternoon and she had time ; maybe the prospicient walk would still 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 deserted pavement ; she wasn't worried even though the sun was threatening to go down before she got home, it was a safety townspeople and a near neighborhood. Gayle started window shopping as she walked, marveling at all the neat little shop class that were on her street ; she never really paid attention on her bus rides place, she was usually lost in her own head thinking about some problem she had to clear at work.

Gayle looked through the window and stopped short, there was the most risqué sexy kitty costume she had ever seen - she had washcloths that had more material ! It was basically a rubber-base paint V that would barely get over her girl component and it had no back at all, just an insanely high cut Bikini with a humble tush attached to the cover of it. She slowly walked to the boastfully window and stared at the nearly naked mannikin, could she possibly dare ? Well Victor did say cut loose, and showing up in this thing would definitely constitute cutting wanton, besides wearing this would so annoy that fat-titted milk cow Cindy, she'd choke on her cud for certain."God, I can't believe I'm doing this…"Gayle laughed as she shook her top dog and walked into the costume entrepot ; it was as if something was drawing her interior, as if something other than her was in control of her ramification as she slowly, but steadily, walked up to the return and cleared her throat to get the sales woman's attention,"Hi…um, I'd like to see the puss costume in the window, the lightlessness one ?"

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

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

"You're so lucky, men like minuscule women…especially of Asian descent, if you don't intellect my saying…you all look like beautiful niggling dolls !"The woman replied, cheerfully pattering on as she started digging through a closet,"I know, I was sparse once upon a time, but two nestling took tending of that !"Gayle barely registered the woman's words as she turned and held out a small box,"Um…if you're wearing panty and a bra I can let you try it on but once you buy it I can't use up it back…health rules and all…sorry."

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

"Ah twenty-nine, ninety-nine…don't know why they just don't make it XXX sawbuck, like a penny is gon na do a difference…ok with tax that'll be thirty-two oh nine…let's just nominate it 32 even huh ?"

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

"Oh sugar, cash is always king !"The woman replied with a Henry Sweet grin that told Gayle that if she paid Cash it was doubtful this particular sales event would ever be reported ; but what did she aid, if this skillful womanhood could piddle a few extra dollar then more top executive to her. Gayle handed over the immediate payment and started to turn when the woman cleared her throat and stopped the small brunet,"I'm not trying to be nosey or anything but I was just wondering if you own a g-string ?"

"A thong ?"

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

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

"Mmmm hmmmm, I thought not."The sales clerk replied,"So I'm assuming by those painfully hardheaded shoes you're wearing, and the horribly sensible 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 lean costume.

"well seeing whiteness scanty hanging out would sort of defeat the reasonableness for wearing a skimpy costume."The woman laughed,"Men want to see your moderately bum and not your granny panties…now about shoes…"

An time of day later Gayle stood on the sidewalk waiting for a cab, her thick parka the solitary affair protecting her nearly naked body from the cold fall wind as it blew the all in leave-taking, from the Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree that dotted the nearly deserted streets, across the city's concrete covered landscape painting with a mournful rustling hiss that seemed to try and enjoin her something she couldn't quite recognise, in a nomenclature 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 moody blustery night ; was it that which the hiss, rattling leaves were trying to discourage her of some shadow unseen presence, or was it a word of advice of something malevolent yet to fall ?

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 subscriber line, it still allowed the shivering air inside to tickle her delicate, and mostly au naturel, skin with its icy osculation as she stood there holding her outsized purse that contained the clothing she had donned that aurora, all the clothing she had donned that break of day !

The nice gross sales clerk had instantly discerned that Gayle had never before purchased, let alone worn, anything quite like the skimpy kitty costume ; she had stayed of late and helped Gayle complete the look with a shameful wig of long silky hairsbreadth and bam shorn heterosexual person across just above her large wickedness eyes, long bleak lace gloves that ended just below her small elbows, and melanise patent leather boots that covered the lower constituent of her black fishnet clad peg. Two silver and atomic number 79 rhinestone watchband, a similar strangler, and heavy black makeup accentuated the flavor ; the nice older adult female had even painted Gayle's finger and toe nails dark black.

She had felt different as she stood staring at herself in the mirror ; beautiful, powerful even. She looked practiced and the sales clerk agreed ; but now as she stood waiting for her cab she was having second sentiment. She wasn't sure if it was the loss of seeing herself through the senior woman's heart, the fact that the hullabaloo and euphoria of doing something so far out of her quilt zone was starting to wear off, or just that she was getting common cold and the lure of her nice warm bed in her nice warm apartment was growing stronger by the second. Whatever it was, she was seriously wondering what the perdition she had been thinking when she walked into the low costume store, not for sure at all that she had the bravery to wear the skimpy outfit in public ; the thought of so many people staring at her small physical structure, searching for her flaws, and ultimately judging her was terrifying.

The large yellow-bellied sedan stopped in front of her and she stared at it a moment, it was decision time ; did she just go dwelling house or did she screw up her courage and go to the party ? Gayle took a cryptical breath and reached for the spine door with trembling fingerbreadth, opening it and slowly sliding inside, her body struggling to do even the simplest movement, like she was being pulled in two unlike directions, the R-2 in a cosmic game of tug of war.

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

"The Regency Hotel."Gayle blurted out ; the sound of her part strange in her own ears, the give-and-take strange in her rima oris ; almost as if somebody else was saying them for her. She suddenly felt a sentiency of ease as she sat back in the derriere, clutching her expectant tote to her low chest ; the decision was made and for in force or ill the die was tramp and her future no longer in her hands.

Gayle closed her eyes and said a short prayer to the god she had ignored most of her life as the hack pulled away from the curve and started traveling down the streetlight illuminated street, carrying her like some Modern day Cinderella to an unsealed futurity. Gayle was mulling over all the potential disasters her great reveal would end in and missed the integral trip, actually surprised as the vehicle jerked to a stop,"We're here young lady, that'll be twelve fifty-seven."

Gayle dug in her magnanimous bag, opening her billfold and pulling out a twenty before looking up and handing the buckle bill to the driver with a aflutter smile,"support the change and…well thank you."

"My pleasure miss, have a expert night."The driver replied with a genuine smile of his own. Gayle took a thick breathing space and nodded before starting to skid out of the vehicle before the driver's words stopped her,"Um..well Miss, its not my place really but you look kinda queasy is all…um, well just so's you know…you look beautiful…um just sayin…ya know ?"

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

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

"I'm here for the Furniture result party…"

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

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

She tilted her head and watched with rarity as the man's position rapidly changed from adversarial to almost subservient,"Oh fille Winters…my apologies, we expected you to arrive nearly an hr ago…well, regardless…your elbow room is set and if you have any luggage I can call the porter…"

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

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

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

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

"Hold that thought."She interrupted as she turned, once again digging into the giant star purse that held most of her life, this metre digging around for her cell earphone. She turned from the desk and took several steps away from the dapperly dressed clerk, pressing Victor's phone number on the petite keyboard a bit toilsome than usual in her annoyance - how dare that man take such shore leave ! Just because they flirted a petty did not have in mind she would be jumping into bed with him at the first opportunity, just who did he think he was ?

"Hello ?"

"Mr. Anderson…"

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

"Mr. Carl Anderson please !"

"Gayle ? Is something amiss ?"Anderson replied, hearing the foreign tone in her voice,"Are you ok ?"

"No, I am not ok !"Gayle replied, letting her pain in the ass afford her just enough courage to get through the phone shout ; she was sure if he was standing in front end of him she would be putty in his hand and would have let him lead her anywhere and do anything he wanted to her."I do not appreciate you just assuming I'll spend the night in your room…not that I'd say yes but you could have at least take !"

"Gayle ?"She heard behind her, giving a little screaming as she felt a secure hired man lightly rest on her small shoulder joint ; she jerked and turned, fumbling with her telephone and observance as the small calamitous box that ran her liveliness slowly tumbled through the air just beyond her outstretched fingers. She swore silently, sure her sound was a goner, when it suddenly vanished before her eyes ; she stared in stunned silence a moment before she turned to look at Victor and watched as he hit end on her speech sound and then slowly hold it out to her. She looked up into his ice-cold dispirited eyes, seeing nothing but warmth and true vexation, as he began speaking softly,"Gayle, what are you talking about ?"

"Wha…how…"Gayle stammered, shaking her chief slightly, trying to intermit the spell looking into his eyes had seemingly woven around her intellect ; she couldn't seem to think clearly or remember why she was upset, all she could concentre on were the butterflies churning in her stomach.

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

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

superior'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 confused,"But the room…aren't you and I…I mean it's the penthouse…and…and…oh God, you don't want to kip with me…oh my God, I'm so stupid…"She dropped her carmine look into her low hands and tried, mostly unsuccessfully, to fight back her tears,"God, I'm so embarrassed…"

He sighed and reached out gently, pulling her into a unloose bosom before speechmaking,"Shhhh now, there is nothing to be embarrassed about. This wasn't some nefarious program to catch some Z's with you I promise, not that I'm adverse to the idea…"

Gayle looked up suddenly, her snag 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 repose, quite serious, voice.

"No…I mean well…you're really attracted to me ?"Gayle stammered, unable 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 rent out of her center as she tried to focus on his face,"You…you really think I'm beautiful ?"

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

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

victor smiled as he brushed a stray lock of her soft wig behind her pocket-sized waifish ear,"I've always liked you Gayle, since the 1st clock time I saw you…"

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

He sighed, trying to decide if he tried to step back and celebrate their human relationship professional or hurl caveat to the wind and follow his fondness ; after a instant his middle won the fight and he bent down, slowly moving in to kiss her even as he watched for any signaling that told him to back off. He saw none and a bit later his lips lightly touched hers and she gave a lilliputian whimper of surprisal, but still leaned in to make a proper kiss of it ; after a moment he leaned back, his dead body trembling slightly as his head spun and by the wide-eyed look at her moderately face he was sure she felt the same,"Please severalize me I shouldn't apologize."

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

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

"trade good wow…very effective wow !"Gayle leaned into him, resting her head against his chest and end her heart as care again clutched at the pit of her tum,"Please tell me you're not playing with me, kissing the misfortunate ugly girl because you feel no-good 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 question,"I…well I never said anything before because you never really seemed to be interested…"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Make another card."master smiled softly, sighing as she rested her head against his articulatio humeri,"Come on, Lashkar-e-Toiba go up to your elbow room and get your make-up fixed…"

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

superior chuckled, the warmth of the sound bringing laughter to her mouth as well,"You look wonderful, you always look wonderful."

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

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

"Oh God I hope so."She sighed, amazed that he even had a uncertainty and even more astound 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 remember I'm such a slut…"

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

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

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

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

"Later !"Gayle growled as she retook master's large mitt and began pulling him towards the lift once again, the large man smiling as he let himself be led by the waifishly thin, elven bantam cleaning lady. He knew she was spooky, watching her small hand shake as she pushed the margin call button ; he was nervous as well but probably for a unlike reason.

Their fundamental interaction had not gone unnoticed and Candy snarled to herself as she watched the lilliputian woman she never dreamed would be a serious threat to her plans and the man who she had her sights set on as her ticket to loose street, to the aliveness of sumptuousness she was sure she so richly deserved. The buxom blond growled as she watched the unlikely pair off step into the lift and continued to find out until the door closed and the numbers above that room access rapidly began to exchange 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 broad G. Stanley Hall that led to the majuscule ballroom, her heals clicking sharply on the egg white marble floor as she fumed inside and wondered how to cover with this new, most unwished-for, ontogenesis. She saw David standing at the vauntingly wooden threshold to the ballroom and smiled as he waved to her ; an idea efflorescence in her head that might just salvage her programme 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 shoulders pressed back and her plentiful busom leading the way,"Saint David ! I believe I owe you a saltation or two…"

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

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

"You have to slide your scorecard or the elevator wont move."He laughed, kissing her again, stunned how immobile things were moving ; stunned but not really surprised, he rarely was attracted to women anymore and the few times in the past times that he was things always seemed to travel fast. Those other liaisons always ended badly and he hoped against hope that this time would be different ; he had never felt so strongly towards another and really wanted it to bring out this metre, Gayle was special and he was tired of being alone !

He watched as she fumbled for the card and almost desperately swiped it through the subscriber, quickly turning and searching out his lips once again ; her scent, her softness quickly driving the worries from his mind as he eagerly returned her kisses. Time passed without notice from either of them and Oklahoman than seemed potential the elevator sang out it's familiar ding to let them experience they had arrived before the room access slid open and revealed the foyer of the luxuriously appointed penthouse.

The oeuvre of several notable interior house decorator was lost on them, they only had eyes for each other at that detail here and now in clip as they walked as one, entering the large hallway that led to the large common room of the spacious suite, shedding habiliment as they went. As Gayle's parka hit the floor, Victor stepped back and laughed softly, even as he ran his appreciative oculus across her diminished, nearly naked, physical structure several clip,"Wow ! I know I said cut loose but wow !"

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

"Gayle…"

"I know its skimpy…and…and I know I have the body of a 12 year old boy..but I…I just thought…"She stopped stammering and sighed dejectedly,"I just wanted somebody to notice me for a change."

winner's smile faded as he stepped forward, his branch once again gently encircling her, as if that was what they wee made to do, looking down into her wide dreary eyes as,"I've noticed you every day for the last eight years…I can't tell you how many times when I leaned over your articulatio humeri to look at something and caught your scent…or when I saw your smile…God Gayle, it took every bit of self-control I had not to choose you into my munition 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 pensive joy replacing her late reflexion of worry,"We wasted so a great deal time…"

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

Gayle stepped back and smiled as she reached up and slid the thin straps from her diminished shoulders and the skimpy costume dropped from her consistence and bunched up at her substructure, she shivered slightly as she stood naked, or nearly so, in strawman of the man she just realized she was probably in honey with. She made no relocation to cover her modest lithe consistence as she searched his expression for some sign that he either liked or hated what he saw, but he just stood there staring at her with his back talk slightly ajar,"Well… ? Victor please say something !"

"Gayle…I…My God you're gorgeous !"

"Really ?"She replied, her middle sparkling with joy as a wide smiling crossed her sass, refusing to leave her blushing face even as he stepped forward and swept her off her still booted feet. She giggled like a school girl, her eubstance humming with desire, as goose pimple sprouted on her flushed skin, his hands on her bare flesh filling her with the most howling tingling star ; she kicked her feet, giggling again as the skimpy black latex paint costume flipped off her small feet and tumbled lazily through the air to bring down silently on one of the ridiculously plush couches. She leaned into superior, resting her small head on his wooden-headed shoulder and cooing out a silence moan of contentment as he carried her across the large opulent room and into the just as prominent and just as sumptuous sleeping room, pausing next to the unbelievably bombastic bed and gently laying her on the incredibly soft down comforter. Gayle's head was spinning and she could hardly believe what was happening, it was like some strange, and slightly unsportsmanlike, fairytale and she was the princess instead of the plain maiden or half sister for a change.

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

She grabbed his shirt, her belittled frail fingers wrapping around the balmy white silk as she pulled him down on the bed next to her, tenderly caressing his cheek as she smiled and leaned in, kissing him once again ; she just couldn't get enough of the tone of his back talk touching hers,"I want this so much…"They traded a few More buss before she sighed again and leaned back,"Um Victor…um, I have to secernate you something…this is so embarrassing…"

"Hey, you can order me anything…"He smiled as he caressed her face, his finger barely touching her tegument 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 implike smirk she kind of thought he did,"God you're wonderful…"

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

"That's what I love about you, your humility !"Gayle laughed softly, amazed at how comfortable and comfortable she was laying naked in his implements of war ; she snuggled into his weapons system and again began speaking in a shy subdued voice,"Victor, I really want to do this, to be with you, but I um, well I've never done this before…I'm a…well I'm a virgin !"

winner jerked back slightly, as if her parole struck him with a strong-arm force,"Seriously ? How is that possible ?"

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

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

"I…I'm sorry…"

"For what ?"Victor responded quickly,"There's no shame 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 commodity at this form of thing…"

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

"Victor please…"She started to protest but he silenced her with a large well-manicured finger on her small voiced 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 birth to make an appearance at the political party ... people have been asking about you."

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

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

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

"Cuddle ?"He laughed, his oculus twinkling evilly as he smirked at her with a lopsided grin that made her warmness airstream,"I have the most beautiful char in the human beings laying naked in bed next to me, I think I can do just than a cuddle."

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

Victor answered with just a smile as he rolled over and straddled her small trunk, leaning down and kissing her olfactory organ softly, then her back talk ; Gayle mewing quietly as he left her sass but her piteous whine turned into a soft moan as his lips tenderly kissed the soft anatomy of her delicate cervix, tickling her raw satiny skin with his warmly wet tongue. Gayle gasped as he moved farther down her consistence ; his loving buss like the soft touch of a butterfly's wings as his lips brushed her polish skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

She moaned loudly, pressing her straits into the diffuse pillows as his mouth found the pocket-sized sensitive nipples of her diminished, nearly nonexistent tit ; she had always been self-conscious about her deficiency of curved shape but Victor didn't seem to heed as he teased the small firmly prominence with his glossa, even nipping her ever so softly. Gayle was soon trembling as she tried to sort out the strange sensations coursing through her as he left her dresser and slowly kissed his way down her monotonic venter, jerking slightly when she felt his knife every so lightly lick the interior of her flimsy, toned thigh.

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

"Mmmmm, you taste so dear ... so sweet…so vital…"He whispered more to himself than her as he slid his human face between her small thin thigh and tentatively probed her sex with the tip of his agile lingua, drawing more gasps and moans as she panted rapidly, trying to take hold of her breathing spell as bolts of lightening flashed through her prickling and trembling organic structure. A ardent freshness formed in the pit of her stomach, slowly spreading out to her extremities. After a few minutes of this wonderful torture of voiced osculation, light-headed slug, and teasing probes into her pocket-size 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 pale and futile by comparison.

He knew she was at the ragged border, her physical structure screaming for release, even if she could only moan and squeak her need for that freeing ; finally he took pity on her and sucked her tiny flushed and swollen button into his rima oris, trapping it between his front teeth and his spit as he sucked gently, like a kitten nursing at its mother's nipple. Gayle grunted deeply, actually growling as her thighs clamped his head in place and her body arched, her muscularity stiff and shaking as she rode through her beginning actual orgasm like a dunnock spinning through a crack cocaine. After nearly a mo she collapsed back into the soft allayer and twisted away from superior's unforgiving knife, no longer able to handle his teasing touch, her post orgasmic body just too sensitive.

He took compassion on her and lifted his head from her dripping sex and started to creep back up her torso, ineffective to hold out the siren yell of her smooth flawless skin and her sweet musky scent, laughing softly as she jerked and moaned in response to even the lightest of his kiss. He reached her header, using the bedspread to wipe his facial expression, leaned in to kiss her softly, her eyes fluttering as a dreamy grinning crossed her lips,"Oh God Victor…that was…was ... I…thank you…"

"Thank you ?"He chuckled as he leaned in and kissed her again,"Well you're very welcome."She smiled ; glad he didn't tease her, and trust she saw his centre glowing with glee, or maybe even love ? A missy could trust after all.

"Can we just give each other for a little bit ?"She asked, tilting her headway as his backtalk sought her bid neck, his tongue darting out and tasting the sweet saltiness of her liquid pelt as she sighed softly,"I…I know we have to go but…but not just yet…please ?"

He brushed his lips against her sore hide one more meter, his soft breathing spell causing her to shudder slightly, before he lay next to her, ignoring the ruckle mess he was making of his shirt.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Before Tony could say anything further she turned to David,"And should we utter about young lady Holt in account ? The one you served a gin and tonic with a twist of rohypnol…you retrieve her, she had to be taken to the hospital last Christmas political party causa you can't count and you nearly overdosed her…"

"I…"

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

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

"I don't turn over a shit !"Candy snarled back, stepping in and glancing at all three men before she smiled and finished,"Just stimulate goddamn certain she spends the night in the hospital…or the morgue, dealer's choice."She tossed a keycard to microphone before turning and starting for the door to the small alcove they were in while laughing evilly, a speech sound that caused the three men to shudder,"Just make damn sure as shooting she's not back at employment ever again !"

"Hey, what if we get caught ?"Saint David asked, the fright slurring his words slightly ; the gracious buzz he had worked so arduous to achieve a retentive forgotten memory.

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

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

"No problem."candy replied with a grin ; she had no intent of being these three idiots'alibi, and no aim of going to gaol when they ultimately got caught, and no intent of turning the validation of their peccadillo over - her nonexistent substantiation ! She had her alibi ; right now she was giving a blowjob to the skinny flake from the mailroom, what did a half minute either way really count anyway ? Once that pimply-faced grind's little cock hit her mouth, he wouldn't know what year it was let alone what fourth dimension ; she would make damn sure of that !

The three men watched as Candy sashayed her ample ass out the little room's room access, seemingly hypnotized by the book binding and forth movement ; it wasn't until the door closed and the blonde's quivering butt was lost from eyeshot did the men break from their tour, Mike taking a rich breather as he started for the door,"Come on then, let's get this over with."

Far above the three nervous men, Victor was donning his Black cape as Gayle watched, still lying naked on the crinkle bed,"So vampire ?"

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

"Ahhhh, my semifinal handsome Phantom."She giggled, pretending to swoon as she fell back onto the soft egg white teething ring,"Oh fantasm, are you going to ravish me…I hope…"

Victor smiled as he walked back to her, his pocket-size elfin dame ; so delicate in her beauty, so unacquainted in her charms. An ancient hunger tugged at him but his passion was substantial than such petty things and he smiled warmly as he leaned over and kissed her softly, smiling, their rim still lightly touching, as he heard her soft moan of contentment."Every chance I get my love, for infinity if that's what you wish."

"Oh God…go or we'll never get to that stupid party !"She gasped, grabbing him around the neck as he started to rise,"wait !"He grinned as she pulled him down for another candy kiss, this time her glossa tentatively peeking from her slightly parted lips, her soft moans growing louder as he took the bait and gently probed her mouth, seeking the offered prize and finding it waiting for him. After a few instant that seemed to span hours, she dropped her principal to the balmy pillows and sighed,"God, what the hell is happening to me ?"

victor sat on the bed, taking her lowly hand in his,"Gayle ?"

She turned her principal and glanced at him, giggling softly at the expression headache on his cheek,"I'm fine…really."

"Something's bothering you."

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

"Gayle,"

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

"We can slow down…"

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

"We belong together."He repeated softly,"For eternity if that is what you wish."Gayle just smiled as she snuggled into him ; she knew, they both did, that they needed to get dressed and capitulum to the party to at to the lowest degree arrive at an visual aspect and she was, after finally letting herself go with victor, eager to let her coworkers see the new Gayle, the cleaning lady who was in passion, the womanhood who was brave enough to have on the sexy costume she had purchased on a whim earlier that day, the cleaning woman who no longer hid behind loose-fitting clothing and caustic remark. As she was muddling this in her read/write head, surrounded by muteness except for the measured beats of Victor's strong heart, his phone rang ; Gayle gave a slight scream of surprisal, then giggled at her absurdity as she looked up with a sheepish smiling and a rosy human face, Victor just smiling at her before checking the display on the small electronic device,"Oh for…"

"Who is it ?"

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

"Oh you do, do you ?"Gayle teased ; she wasn't worried, it was easy enough to see by the browned off smell on his bighearted face that he was anything but looking forward to seeing the aggressive blonde adult female."Mmmmm, I bet you are, she is kinda hot and those boobs…wow !"

Victor ended the Call as he grinned at his modest concubine, sliding his sound back into his pocket as he laughed ruefully,"Yes, she is quite well endowed…one would almost say sexy…"

"Oh ?"

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

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

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

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

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

Gayle looked down at he lilliputian protrusion ; she didn't even bother with a bra, hadn't since she was twelve and wore a training bra. When she realized they weren't going to get any bigger she just stopped bothering and wore t-shirts like a boy ; sombreness wouldn't be her enemy. Gayle looked up with a scowl,"But…"

"But what ? Your chest 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 door ; she shook her head and laughed, sighing a moment later as she heard the elevator arrive and soon depart, her new buff, she assumed, inside. Gayle shook her capitulum, still ginning a smile that she just couldn't wipe from her somewhat face ; for once aliveness was salutary and she was going to relish it.

She crawled from the bed and searched for her clothing, she really hadn't paid tending to where her things had landed in those violent chaotic moments as they had entered the elbow room ; she was more focused on the man in whose weapon 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 lowest look in the total distance mirror, shaking her head as she realized just how much her little body was left uncovered by the skimpy costume ; she laughed softly as she adjusted her wig slightly then smiled at her reflection in the mirror,"well little girl, its now or never…ok then, lets go express the globe the new us !"

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

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

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

"Saint David ?"She asked in 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 voice stupid."She replied with a low smirk,"Did Victor send you ? So what's the gag ?"

"My name is not David…"

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

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

"Shit"St. David growled and did the only thing he could retrieve of, he hit Gayle in the grimace just as toilsome as he could, watching numbly as she crumpled to the floor."diddlyshit shit shit…"

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

The two other men stared at him a moment before David shrugged,"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 handgrip on his arm.

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

"Look like ?"Tony asked, swallowing hard as his tum contents threatened to pee an unintentional appearance.

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

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

"Or do we rape her and score it attend like some fucking sex pervert did it."St. David finished, his eye lighting up with the hypothesis ; he had never really taken a good looking at at Gayle before and was pleased with what he saw - this was going to be Thomas More fun then he thought.

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

"Look you fucking little prick."microphone growled as he roughly grabbed the smaller man's arm and literally threw him on top of Gayle's nearly au naturel soundbox as David watched with a niggling snicker, the taller man feeling much better about the whole thing since rape was mentioned - he liked his kick to make him exploit for it ! mike stood over Tony, ripping off his mask so the modest man could see the sincerity of his language,"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 talks and we all…all three of us, get the needle ! Got it ?"

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

"Then we leave your utterly physical structure succeeding to hers."mike replied coldly, staring at the sniveling fiddling man a bit before turning to David,"You got a problem with that ?"

Jacques Louis David laughed, like it was all some big game, some big antic,"Nope, not a bit."He stepped around Mike, still grinning like a five twelvemonth old with a cookie, and roughly pulled Tony off Gayle, throwing the small man back to the flooring before picking up the tiny charwoman's hitch form and tossing her over his shoulder joint like a fuckup with a incline of beef as he started for the bedroom doorway,"And no sensation wasting a perfectly good bit of ass, so I say rape."

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

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

"piece of ass the pits !"Mike growled as he reached down and roughly pulled the low man to his feet,"Look, candy was right, she's as humble as a kid. Just fucking close your oculus and pretend she's the short stop on the Pee Wee baseball team !"Tony stared at him in repulsion and Mike sighed as his anger faded, he really didn't like the thought of raping Gayle either but he doubted they could arrest David at this compass point and Mike did say what one did they all did,"Look, you don't have to polish off or anything, just shove your dick in her a few clock time and your good…ok ?"Tony just continued to gaze at him in horror as tears ran down his pale face ; mike sighed and gave him a luminosity shove towards the bedroom,"smell, you can do this…you bear to do this !"

Far below in the raucous dance palace, Victor was listening to the inane babbling of one of the party CEO's he did business with ; a lot of business so he patiently smiled and nodded his head as the fat man prattled on about his golf game, Victor constantly checking his watch between glancing at the ballroom's large threshold, the fat man's discussion lost on him as he wondered for the hundredth time what was keeping Gayle. The fat man laughed, too stupid to actualize Victor hadn't heard a word he said, and slapped the tall man's shoulder joint,"That was Greco-Roman !"

Victor smiled, forcing a chuckle from his lips ; this was the CEO of the tenth richest caller in their city after all so pampering him was a business necessity,"Very amusing."

"Oh, and you won't believe what happened next…"The untested boar prattled on, his ample jowl quivering in his amusement ; Victor thought it fitting he was dressed as Henry the Eighth. He checked his watch again and froze as he suddenly saw an image in his thinker ; Gayle's dark eyes opened wide in threat, tears running down her soft brass as she called out his epithet in desperation.

superior looked up and interrupted the fat fall guy in front of him,"Excuse me Saint Thomas, I just remembered I have something important to do."

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

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

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

"Something like that."Victor mumbled as he walked away, his thinker already forgetting the fat motley fool even existed ; something was going on with Gayle, something bad - very bad ! He had learned not to ignore his visions a very long sentence ago, they were rarely wrong and even if this was one of the few metre they were, he still was worried why Gayle hadn't yet arrived ; perhaps it was nothing Sir Thomas More than she needed a little moral reinforcement, her costume was a bit revealing…

victor stopped when he felt a pocket-size hand snaffle his arm, turning to see Candy's smiling look,"Buy a heavy working girl a drunkenness ?"

Victor looked down into her eye and his heightened senses recorded a million things about her in that split second, a million little pieces of datum that suddenly had his stomach churning with trouble. He could smell a man's seed on her, well a boy's since he recognized the scent of Collin, the medical intern who worked in the mailroom ; now why would this ambitious blonde man-eater waste clock time with him ? He also heard her essence racing in her chest of drawers, saw the veins in her cervix distending as rip ran through them at ever increasing volumes ; he could smell her care and nervousness, see her pupil dilate slightly as she desperately tried to delay him. She was up to something villainous, something he was sure included Gayle,"What's going on Candy ?"

She plastered that trademark smile on her face as she poured on the charm,"Just a lonely missy trying to get a well-favoured man to spend a little time with her."

The act that fooled so many men was worthless on him, his eyes saw through her performance in an instant,"Cut the shit you niggling bitch ! You are up to something…something to do with Gayle !"confect recoiled as his eyes literally seemed to flash red with choler,"This isn't over !"With that he turned and hurried through the ballroom's large ornate doors, his cushy leather shoes making quiet slapping sounds on the smooth marble floor as he hurried to the elevators.

The concierge saw him coming, wondering what had the large man in such a hastiness ; the vernal man watched as superior hurried past the elevators, his black mantle flying behind him, and entered the stairwell room access. The Concierge quickly followed, hoping to enamour the orotund man before he got too far to tell apart him the stairwell threshold were locked from the inside ; but as he entered and looked up, there was no star sign of master, just his porcelain mask laying broken at the young man's feet.

Far above, as the confused Concierge gently nudged the kick downstairs mask with his foot and wondered what had caused the thick scratched on the punishing porcelain, Gayle was slowly regaining cognizance. She groaned as she opened her eyes, her mind still too fuzzy to remember what had happened ; but it all came back in a crashing wave as she looked up and saw the ferine smile on Saint David's excited face,"Wha ... what…you hit me !"

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

This was too a good deal for even microphone, 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 shoulder and with surprising strong suit flipped the great man off Gayle and onto the flooring where he landed on the rug with a mute thump and a flavor of let loose surprise,"What the hell ?"

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

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

"I changed my mind !"mike scene back, kicking the taller man hard in the middle and knocking him back to the flooring,"Killing her is one thing, but this is just sick !"He turned to wait at Gayle cowering naked on the expectant bed,"I'm sorry about this, I really am."

"Ple…please Mike…please don't…you do…don't have to do this…I…I won't say anything…"Gayle sobbed as she slowly scooted up the bed trying to escape the cold center man she once thought of as a admirer 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 small ankle and pulled her to him, his justly hired man flashing out, the knife he held there biting into her flesh as he stabbed her stomach three quick times. He knew it was enough and stepped back as she looked up at him in shock, coughing up a pocket-sized trickle of pedigree, her screeching choked off by the burning torment that quickly spread through her body.

"Don't worry, it'll be over soon…"mike replied, his actor's line cut off by a gurgling shriek 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 cold-blooded phone that froze even a sociopath like microphone in spot. He watched as Tony fell mum, his eyes glazing over as his head came detached and his body fell limply to the trading floor, spraying hot red blood in all counselling from the mutilate mass of meat that had once been his neck. The vauntingly figure, dressed in a smuggled cape and ashen blood stained shirt, stood slowly, his eyes two smart red coal burning in a hideously feral mockery of a human font, Tony's severed read/write head still in his helping hand, the dark figure's nipper like fingerbreadth clutching the pocket-size man's nighttime hair.

There was a composure moment of silence as Mike stared into those smart fiery red eyes, a consequence that seemed freeze out in metre, an infinity passage in the blink of an eye ; but that minute ended as the glum figure dropped Tony's severed head, screaming out a sound so former worldly and dread, Mike swore his center stopped for a second. He didn't have time to chew over what he was seeing and hearing because before his eye could even register the movement, the creature crossed the room and get his large fist through mike's head, like a hammer through a melon. Gayle gasped as Mike's brains splashed over he small naked body, shielding her face as bits of his scalp covered skull pelted her ; but she never took her eyeball off the black form as he literally held David up from the inside of his shattered skull.

It turned to stare at Saint David as he whimpered and tried to get up, fright and his knickers still tangled around his ankles making it a futile effort ; the creature snarled as it watched him, it's magnanimous Elwyn Brooks White tooth gleaming a sickening ashen in the dim room as if they glowed some hellish light al their own. Gayle watched as the creature dropped microphone's corpse and turned to face Saint David, almost as if it were unaware of her mien, and slowly closed the length with a terrible cold-blooded grace ; Gayle's fear evaporated as she watched the wight stalk its side by side victim, the horrible sweetheart of the monster capturing her aid and refusing to let it go.

The turgid disconsolate design stood over David a moment, then threw back its forefront and let out a frightening roar that shook the windowpane, a hollo that Gayle could sense in her castanets. But the aboriginal auditory sensation that caused David to free his bowels and nullify his bladder in abject terror held no fear for her ; somewhere in that dreaded sound she heard something associate, something that offered comfort instead of pain, love instead of death. She watched with just oddment now as David wept like a scared shaver, pathetically pleading for mercifulness in a tenuous weak voice. Suddenly the tool knelt, driving a powerful knee into David's stomach and forcing the air out of the taller man in an volatile pant, a low menacing grumbling emanating from somewhere inscrutable inside the demon's massive bureau as it grabbed David's typeface in it's heavy clawed hand.

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

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

Victor ignored her almost silent susurration as he stared down at the hapless man beneath him, nada but a while of heart to his sort ; Victor spoke in a low menacing shade, carefully pronouncing each word,"I am Vampyrie, a Lord of the nighttime, a child of the rakehell Mother, I have no mercifulness for the ilk of you !"

Victor drove his psyche down, his razor sharp teeth ripping into Saint David's neck opening ; euphoria filled his mind as the hapless man's warm salty blood filled his oral cavity, the coppery penchant lingering as the rakehell slid easily down master's throat, as had the line of descent of countless early somebody before him down through the eons. He drank deeply of his ex-employee ; the taste of homo blood almost a sexual release and master knew why some of his kind had become so addicted that they had slaughtered thousands of humans, becoming mad with desire for the warm up vital swallow that produced such exhilaration in his multitude. But it was a shortly endure sensation and as Victor stood, David drained to the finally few drops of his life story's roue, he could finger the quick wonderful tendrils of the feeding frenzy slowly slip from his mind, leaving him satiate and content.

He turned, his ire, along with his hungriness, sated by the massacre he had visited upon these men, and hung his head as he looked into Gayle's wide dark eyes,"I am sorry…I…I didn't want you to find out like this…"He watched in blow as she collapsed to the bed, only then seeing the vast amount of her roue soaking the now garishly red quilt,"Gods ! Your hurt !"

He hurried to her side, sitting on the bed and gently taking her into his blazon, her profligate adding to the Gore that already stained his clothing ; she smiled as her eyes fluttered, a struggle to keep them open,"It's zilch, doesn't even hurt anymore…"Victor turned his impressive inhuman senses on her and cringed, he could see the heat energy of her wound, smell the dark stemma and the corruption that had already begun to eat away at her dying soundbox ; her injury were fatal and no doctor in the populace could save her !

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

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

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

"I'm dying ?"She interrupted as a modest bust ran from the turning point of her eye,"I…I'm sorry Victor…don't be mad…please…I'm sorry my love…"

"Gayle, please listen Gayle, listen to me."master repeated, giving her a sad smile when she opened her eyes,"I can save you but…but I have to make you like me…I…I have to stimulate 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 economize you, we can be together forever…for an eternity…just say yes !"

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

He placed his lacerated bleeding carpus to her sass, petting her cushy browned tomentum with his former hand as he leaned down and whispered,"Drink Gayle, drink deeply my love…"He smiled as she did what he asked, suckling his wound and swallowing his origin, origin that would kill the human Gayle but would also give birth to something more. Gayle sucked greedily at his injury a few more import before the creatures in his blood spread through her body and began the transformation, with which came botheration. Her eyes opened blanket and she screamed out her agony as Victor held her down,"Shhhh, I know my love, I know it hurts but the pain will drop dead soon…its ok…"She screamed one more than meter before the painfulness became too much and her mind, in an effort to save her saneness, switched off and the blissful tranquility of the fateful reached up and claimed her.

victor sighed, gently placing his hand on her small chest, feeling her heart slow and then finally stop ; this was where her time to come hinged, either her affectionateness would restart and she would be reborn as Vampyrie or it would not and she would die human. He waited, concern watering at his mind as he searched her still soundbox for any polarity of life ; but he found none, naught but expiry resided in her minor contour and his heart sank as his head dropped, what was he to do without her, his ageless sprightliness would seem so abandon with out her at his side.

He lifted his head suddenly and stared at her peaceful looking cheek, did he feel something, a flutter, the belittled flicker of life ? Yes, there it was again, her bosom stirring ever so slightly, like a small bird rousing from a bass sleep ; suddenly a third base twitch and then without any foster warning her heart began beating strong and proud as life again returned to her low dead body. But not the life she knew, no she was something different now, something not quite homo, something more."Gayle ... Gayle can you pick up me ?"

She didn't respond but the quiet pitiful moan that escaped her small slightly parted lips was enough for him as joy filled his center ; but there was no time to lose, she was still vulnerable until the transformation was consummate and that would require respective more sidereal day at least - she had been very near death after all !

winner pulled his cape from his articulatio humeri and wrapped her pocket-sized bloodstained body in the heavy silk and fleece garment, it was thick and warm up and would allow for her enough auspices from the frigidity ; he may let used it as a costume this Night but there was a time when this ness, and others like it, adorned his wide shoulder on a casual basis. He didn't need the protective cover it afforded from the thrill 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 implements of war, and surveyed the carnage he had wrought ; he knew it would be best if she could remain undisturbed until she was unassailable but it had been a noisy massacre and person was sure to come investigate Oklahoman rather than later. He smiled grimly as he started for the door, yes mortal would descend soon and it might be a bit awkward to try and excuse the line soaked room ; let alone three mangled corpses laying on the floor, one almost completely drained of blood !

superior walked past the elevator, scooping up Gayle's monster purse as he passed, and down the hall, kicking open the room access that led onto the roof garden that acted as a sitting surface area for the penthouse suite and straight to the short wall that looked out over the buildings roof proper. He sighed as he looked down the thirty feet to the tar and gravel surface below ; he sighed again as he hopped onto the suddenly wall, there was no other option, he couldn't take the briny lift with a bloodline covered naked char in his arms so he had to take the maintenance elevator and it stopped at the cap below.

He took a thick breath and stepped from the top of the wall, falling the space quickly and letting his legs bend with the impact of his feet hitting the ceiling at nearly twenty international nautical mile an hour, not for himself but to save Gayle from as practically of the jarring landing place as he could. Satisfied she had weathered the jump with no ill force, Victor quickly ran to where the turgid maintenance elevator door stood closed to the cold air of the Nox, Gayle's pocket-size physical structure light as a plume in his arms. She wouldn't have presented much of a burden had he been a normal man, and he was definitely not formula ; he smiled as he pressed the call button and was rewarded with a dim yellow light.

He stepped in and calmly stood in the large metal box that smelled faintly of grease and blusher and waited as it slowly descended the seventy floors into the sub-basement he hoped would be evacuate this time of Nox ; smiling as the doorway opened to near lurch darkness. The inky black presented no job to him, his eyes quickly adjusting and the miniscule light given off by various calculator displays, a digital clock and the odd indicator light was ilk high noon to his tender eyes.

He quickly walked out of the orotund workroom, across the humble hall and to the steel doorway that led to the parking cellar, kicking laborious and smiling as it easily gave way to his insensate strength ; he walked into the brightly lit subterranean parking lot, quickly making his way to where he had parked minute ago, laying Gayle gently in the rachis seat before sliding behind the bike and driving off into the low temperature shadow Night. It was time for both superior Anderson and Gayle Winters to disappear, to give up to exist ; something he had done countless time before down through more days than he cared to think of and, he was certainly, he would do many Sir Thomas More times in the years to come. Now though he no longer dreaded the eternal centuries ahead of him, he would no longer go through life-time alone…





Candy walked through the office, smiling at the masses working diligently at their desks ; she was still the office managing director but was sure that she would soon be resigning her place. She had quickly wormed her way into the new CEO's bed and now threatened to divulge his free will to his wife so the man began paying her off out of the party's ever-dwindling profits, accelerating the once profitable firm ultimate demise. The company was slowly going under as it tried to survive selling and reselling Gayle Winter's designs, but with out any new inventions or the clever design she was noted for, their top customer were quickly losing interest ; CEO's were notorious for their short attention spans and Gayle's old designs were quickly becoming so yesterday ; how were you supposed to impress your guest and competition with tech they all had, no the secret plan was not he who had the near toys won but he who had the new toys firstly won.

candy really didn't tutelage if the company went under or not, at xxix she was set for living ; between what she was able to extort from her new boss, along with what she had been able to slip from the ship's company ever since becoming the VP in heraldic bearing of accountancy meant she would never experience to forge again.

She walked into her large luxurious office and sat behind her obscenely expensive desk, in her ridiculously opulent agency chairman ; all purchased from party monetary fund, from a high-end competition no less. Candy looked down and was surprised to see a disastrous envelope with her name written in stock red ink in thickheaded boldface bank line on the front ; she rolled her eyes, this had to be someone's joke for the Allhallows Eve company tonight. She was actually a petty surprised they were even having it after the incubus of last twelvemonth political party ; Mike, David, and Tony literally shoot apart, Gayle and Victor missing. She knew the case was still open, Gayle and Victor having never been found ; but it was no concern of hers, nothing pointed to her even though the whole mess had been her doing. well her plan hadn't gone quite the way she had envisioned it, only Gayle was supposed to die that Nox and superior was definitely not supposed to disappear.

But it had all worked out in her favor ; the confusion that reigned afterward allowed her to slip even more money from the business's caisson and the pudgy balding man that had replaced victor as CEO was much more easily manipulated than he had been. Yes, all in all the whole affair had actually been a blessing to the buxom blonde and had advanced her plan to retire young by various years.

Candy picked up the envelope and used a retentive pink painted nail to open it as she mused upon that dark a year ago ; the prevailing theory was that microphone, Jacques Louis David, Tony, and Gayle had decided to have a fiddling party of their own and master had found them and in a fury murdered them all, the police had interviewed the desk salesclerk that had witnessed their osculation and it was the most plausible scenario in their minds - it was always the boyfriend after all !

Gayle's consistency had never actually been found but The Medical Examiner had assured anyone who would listen that the plenteous amounts of her profligate found in the bed most assuredly meant she had died that night and he could only arrogate that Victor had taken her body for some fed up guilt driven reason. Candy smiled as she pulled the thick card from the envelope ; the constabulary were mostly correct, she knew that Gayle hadn't been a bequeath participant and she was almost certain master hadn't been the one who had killed her.

candy furled her brow when she read the one line written in the same thick blood red ink as her epithet on the envelope, ‘ meet me in the lab - GW ’. She stared at the in conclusion two letters, it couldn't be ; no this had to be person playing a sick caper and she was going to make them wish they had never been born ! She reached over and opened one of the large drawers in her desk, pulling her purse out, opening that and pulling a small handgun out ; whoever was trying to play her would pay a very dear Mary Leontyne Price for that error - nobody bed with her and didn't pay a pricey Price for it !

She pulled the modest arm cartridge holder, confirming it was loaded, and jammed the gun back in her bag, after slamming the diminutive magazine back domicile, and walked from her federal agency, pausing only to verbalize to her secretarial assistant,"Tina, I'll be out of the office the rest of the day, I need to address with a client."

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

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

As she stepped out of the elevator, ripping the yellowness police force tape out of her way, she saw a small blonde sitting at Gayle's now disused workplace post, her backrest to the lift. confect stepped into the with child lab, a thick layer of debris had settled on everything inside and she coughed softly as her feet kicked up small clouds,"Who are you and what…"

"Shhhhh, can't you see I'm working here ?"The modest blonde interrupted in an divert vocalism as she continued to mould at Gayle's old reckoner,"My my my, you have been a naughty girl."

"Wha…"

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

"I have no idea…"

This sentence the small woman didn't laugh as she turned and to face the big-breasted blond,"SHUT UP YOU shtup kick !"Gayle stood quickly and pulled the blonde wig from her heading,"It wasn't bad enough you sent those three muttonhead to rape and murder me, but you've been stealing the company blind for the last four age too ?"

"No no…it's not possible…you're short !"Candy gasped as she saw the low cleaning lady push her drinking glass back up her nose, something she had seen Gayle do a million times.

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

Candy shook her head and to her recognition recovered quickly as she pulled the gun from her bag, dropping the small leather bag as she pointed the pocket-size mordant steel weapon system at Gayle,"Well I assure you you won't get better this time !"

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

"Yeah, whatever…"Candy replied, an malevolent grin on her facial expression as she pulled the trigger.

Out in the street Victor was getting a little impatient as he circled the stoppage for the quarter time, wondering what the nether region was taking Gayle so long ; she was just supposed to go in, hack candy's computer, get the incriminating information, and get out. But he had been waiting almost two hours and was worried she had been caught ; they didn't really look like they did a twelvemonth ago but they would probably still be recognized if spotted by anyone who knew them.

Victor swore as he double-parked, instantly getting the attention of a cadence amah ; he shook his head as she started towards him, shifting the car back into geartrain. He was about to take off when he saw Gayle walk cheerfully out of the building and wave the charwoman off as she pointed towards him ; Victor breathed a sigh of relief as the metre maid nodded and turned.

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

He smiled at the familiar gesture she probably didn't even screw she was doing,"Why do you still wear those things, the lenses are just homely trash anyway."

She tilted her heading and smirked at him,"I thought you wish girlfriend who wore glasses."

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

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