And I couldn't help but laugh myself, at the memory of that woman's face, and the elevator took us the rest of the way up to our floor.I assumed the i...cident in the elevator had cooled things off between us but I could still feel my unsubsided erection in my pants and, as the elevator doors reopened, Ellen grabbed my hand and practically dragged me down the hallway to our suite."Come on. Come ON!" she said as I fumbled with the key in the lock.Finally getting the door open, Ellen pushed it the. And I wanted to make sure they understood I'm not just talking a lot of shit. Amy will verify everything I tell you." Here it is: Amy's been in a couple of real bad relationships. You know the type, macho fuc-"he cut himself off, moderating his language, "-macho tools who like to use their fists, who think its okay to treat a woman like a punching bag." There was anger in his voice, but his blue eyes were an expressive apology as he looked sideways at Amy, obviously not keen on sharing her. I'll find another job." Ok, if that's the way you want it. Good luck. I hope to hear from you soon."Joe said and signed off. Susan signed off as well. She got out of the chairand freshened up her makeup. She put on a new dress and updated her resume.Two hours later, she headed out the door.She went out to five different offices. They looked at her resume and saidthe same thing."So, you worked for the McWilliams agency?" they asked."Yes." Susan replied.They stared at the resume for a moment and. I kinda doubt Jessica will see my ass anyway. She’s meeting me at some outdoor café near that opera house by the harbor. You know, if I appear to be some kinda axe murderer she can vamoose pretty easy.’ ‘So you ARE seeing someone? How does this, JESSSSS-ica, look like anyway?’ Maddy was being a bit catty, but in a playful way. Turned me on, actually. ‘OK, guilty as charged. A real looker. Red hair, great body, writes really long messages though, almost as bad as mine, but seems to like all the.