“Yes, in some ways. Just as you’re unhappy in some ways. And just as you’re unsatisfied in many ways. I’ll add in the whole struggle with subm...ssion/dominance and say that in all of these things, you must find the right balance. Life is dualistic, pulling us towards one extreme or the other. It is a constant struggle to find the proper balance.”“«Lagom» again,” I chuckled. “A Swedish word for balance, more or less.”“May I ask how you plan to balance Bethany, Sofia, Kara, and Tatyana?”“I think,. My Mustang was snug as a bug in a rug under its car cover. I saw no activity of any kind outside. I grabbed a can of wild cherry Pepsi from the cooler and popped the top.How the hell did I get into this situation? In just a few hours my company; or our company, Runaway technologies would be starting operations for the day. God I missed the hum and purr of those machines. I even missed the shitty political nature of the administrative and sales office.It seemed like so many things had happened. This touch is to accustom her to being touched. Tara coos contentedly as my fingers glide over her so smooth skin. “Do you remember my first time on your table?” she asks. “I do,” I say. “You were so shy.” An eyebrow raised. Tara isn't usually a talker. But maybe she has something on her mind. Maybe it's time I got to perform the other part of my job. “I was foolish,” she said as I press the heel of my hand into her thigh, working it against the other hand, stretching and parting the muscle. Let Grady find some other consolation thighs.’ ‘Ya know,’ Elsie opined reflectively, ‘I should really focus on my lines for today, but I just left Mel, who by the way, is cooked to a crisp from the Caribbean sun. So I’m decompressing. Last night he accompanied me to a photo exhibit I was dying to see, which scored major points because he’s no culture-vulture and simply wanted to make me happy. There was one mortifying moment, though: There we were, standing before a black-and-white,.