The letter inside read:Dear Andrew White:We are a market research firm with a wide range of clients in the retailindustry. We help evaluate employee t...aining and corporate complianceusing real life scenarios. You have been selected to receive an offer toparticipate in our evaluations. We offer remuneration for participationin the form of a small stipend and products from our clients. Assignmentswill involve shopping at specific retail locations, asking key questions,and writing evaluation. It might not last, I knew that, I tried to be always prepared for sudden rejection, but it was far more satisfying than my interlude with Tori, and had that connection to Sarah, whom I still missed and loved as much as ever.When we met, it was with the excited anticipation of the familiar but unknown, of the quest for mutual pleasure. Would I satisfy her? Would I please her? Would she discipline me for some slip or slight, real or imagined? Would she leave me on the brink, whining with need and. With a sigh I leant against him. Now I was sure that my cold was almost gone. I wanted him. Now.With a deep sigh he pulled free. “You should really get some more rest.”“You could fuck me to sleep”, I retorted, bit my lip. He laughed. “And when you wake up I'll be gone.” “Just like a dream”, I murmured, smiled a sad little smile. The whole weekend had seemed like a dream.David embraced me, stroked my naked back.“If that is the only way I can get you to rest, so be it.” With a theatrical sigh he. "Fuck! Wish I didn't do that."Then I get my first look at a clock since my alarm went off. It said 6:30, which only gave me 15 minutes to eat, pack my lunch, and get to the stop. It's gonna be close, but I think I can make it. I quickly gobble down a bowl of cereal, pack my lunch, grab my bag, and am about to leave my house when I remember the trash. I look at my watch, only 2 minutes till. I rush in, grab the trash, and run to my stop. I make it just as the bus pulls up, but I'm covered in.