You can type up the reports tomorrow when you get here.’ He permitted her. Eileen glared at him. He was clueless, sexy but had no clue. After leavin... her doctor and receiving a treatment, Eileen went home to rest. As soon as she donned her pajamas, someone knocked on her door. She didn’t have friends and no one should be at her door after nine pm. ‘Who is it?’ She called out. She picked up her trusty aluminum bat and if someone came through that door she was taking her some swings at them. . His eyes scanned the mostly mid-twenties crowd. “I feel out of place in here. I’m old enough to be the father of most of these kids,” he said to her ear over the loud music.“This is a place for you to feel me a lot,” she replied, changing his words around and boldly guiding his hand inside the low opening of her sexy dress.Their drink order was taken, and Dan was surprised at the lower-priced drinks. “I notice you’re dressed perfectly for the occasion,” he noted of the mostly women. ." It's not 'ALL' thanks to me. I couldn't have earned enough money to pay for those cookie jars without other people's help, especially Prof's. It was a highly cooperative effort. I'm getting chocked up, I think I need another cookie."They had several more things to tell me about my study, "The pictures are from a gallery in town, and you can easily change them if you wish." There were two masculine pictures of wooden sailing ships in heavy weather, one of them VERY big and impressive, because. We had met once…just to have coffee…just to satisfy both of us that the interactions between us would be safe. I had insisted that I could not host…some last ethical barrier on my part from violating the home front…although I was obviously prepared to cheat on my wife…in one form or another.She had worked out with me her “hard limits” …things she would not do…I was not disappointed as they pretty much parallel mine…with few exceptions.. Neither of us was much into real pain…or bruising,.