" "I think itis time you stop before you piss me off." I snapped, and then continuedmore smoothly, "I believe if you take a moment to look around you ...nd stoptrying to stare at my tits through the darkness, you would see the clock isgone.? This indicates I don't really givea fuck what time it is, nor do I feel should you." "Well I cantell you what ti..." he started again. "You knowJoe," I interrupted again, I knew he was going to give in, he just had tofuss a bit.? "I have been here longenough. .....I got up from my desk, which was set in front of Mr. Smith's door, infull view of all of the whole office. It was an old steel 1950s styledesk with a lamp, intercom, phone, and typewriter (yes typewriter!) onwhich I spent my day typing up memos and emails which I then passed on tohis executive assistant who scanned them in and sent them out (and woe tome if there was a typo or misspelling!) I wasn't allowed to use acomputer since becoming his secretary. He even took my cell phone. ” There was a little laughter, some of it forced, at her words. “I felt ... abandoned ... by the Institute, when I was captured by super mutants. I grew to hate everything about them. We were disposable slaves, valuable property to be rescued if possible, but in the end, just something that was owned. I’m not saying this to make any of you uncomfortable, that’s just how it was. I ... volunteer. To help. Maybe this will help me, too. Put some demons behind me.” She quickly sat back down. They dress well now, and they’re real hunks. They’re both six feet two, about 200 pounds, and now they’re in shape, possibly for the first time ever. Your magic machines again, I think. And whenever you see them these days, they’re with Gwen“I actually asked her about it. She says they take her every way it’s possible for a woman to have sex, and I wouldn’t be surprised if they’ve invented a couple of new ones.”Diane paused for a moment and then continued, “I suppose I should be shocked. After.