Land of stairs. Stairs, stairs every where. Oh! I must live in China! And as everyone knows; stairs and smartballs are a dangerous combination!!!! I ...ound the fifth floor of the stairs leading up to my apartment, my pants were unbuttoned, my zipper down, fingers thrust beneath my bra squeezing my nipples. And this being me… yes I almost tripped walking through my door. Loosing my pants, kicking off my shoes, stumbling to my bedroom where I had left my toys the night before. I didn’t need any. The ladies that come by are Shirley, Debbie, and Connie. They are in their early fifties, widows, and not bad to look at either. I think that they have a plan for me but they just didn’t tell me what it was. About once a week they will each drop in on me alone, then once a week they will just happen to arrive together.I can answer the doorbell from my attic and allow them to enter my house. They know how to come to the attic and find me so I just keep working. Out of respect I do put my bathing. “Borealan, Krell, Broker. Borealis’nay, Krell’nay. See? We work together,” he said as he set the phone on the table, meshing his fingers together. “Coalition, a team.”“Coalition kill Bugs.”“That’s right, that’s what we do.”The alien picked up the phone, swiping through the pictures. Jaeger reached out to take it back, but the reptile pulled it out of reach, scurrying towards the center of the table and sitting there as its eyes scanned the pages.“You think giving it access to the intranet is a. "Typical Mike. "How?" you ask."Women in offices are often bored. They're the bored housewives of the 21st century. Unahppy in their lives, not getting paid enough, doing a job they hate, seeing the same faces every day. Then one day, a temp comes along. He shows her a bit of interest. Maybe he flirts with her a little. Suddenly, there are some feelings happening. Suddenly, there's a glimmer of excitement in her otherwise mundane workday. And there are zero strings. The temp's only going to be.