She could hear him rustling around - initially, she'd though he had tied her up and left, but he was there, he would never put her in danger that way....he could smell the musty odor of him - aftershave splashed on hurriedly before the sun crawled above the horizon, the sweat and must of a day spent pent up in an office, a faint hint of expensive Scotch. She loved his smell.Lightly, she felt his return to her - to his attention of her, and to his delicious torture of her.Pinpricks - she. She seems to think of both of them as ‘her men.’ Very weird and hypocritical. She has even sabotaged Eustace’s love life to keep him focused on her alone. She suspected Willard’s affair with Ms. Dunne, but didn’t have proof yet,” Marcy related secrets in such an authoritative tone that Miranda shivered as her skeletons were dragged from her closet.“Very well, then. Miranda’s fired. It’s over. You’re done in politics, not only in Pullman, but throughout my Commonwealth. You’ll never even get to. They felt that this would limit the volunteer troops sent to Spain and even force a recall of said troops.All of this peeping on Marks and his babe finally bore fruit. I thought I recognized the sweet patootie that he was parading around town. They had just gone in to the Onyx club. I parked the car and went into the club. John Kirby and his sextet were opening that night and the place was packed! I did not see Marks or his flame so I cautiously made my way around the room. I wasn't that. He was a sixty year old gay man from Japan that massaged her every day in a way that made her life cells come alive and made her juices flow with the vitality of a nubile female in the prime of life. The other was her beloved Oscar, a light tan Pedigreed Bull Dog with papers that went back centuries of breeding and careful training to be a Blue Ribbon champion at annual dog shows in all the famous venues around the world. The past three years he had been shown exclusively by Trisha dressed in.