They were sat down.Fink addressed them. He always addressed new girls. It was part of what he called his ethics. Maybe a lot of people would consider ...im selfish and cruel. He knew he wasn't. He had a mission in life."Now girls," he said with a kind voice. "I want you to know you'll be happy with the changes I planned. You really will, despite what Lilah says about Cordelia taking her frustrations out on Fred. I consider there to be three key ingredients to being a bimbo. Stupidity, a high sex. That night we had sex; she called it making love. My problem was I didn't love her. I cared for her but wasn't sure I could trust her since she was so flirty. Since breaking up with Angie, I guess I didn't trust any woman.Sex with Sheila wasn't only good, it was fantastic. I kissed and massaged her tight lean body. She was all about letting loose when having sex. She was one of the few women that I have been with who loved her tits squeezed and nipples rubbed. I even took out the ice cubes and. "You're the most beautiful, and caring woman I've ever met and all I've been wanting to do is be your lover. Let me show you what love really is." "Why didn't you tell me this before?..." She whispered. "Because you only ever saw me as a friend, and when you met Sam I saw that you were happy. I couldn't take that away from you," I said softly. I cupped her face in my hands and gently rubbed her cheeks with my thumbs. I gazed into her beautiful blue eyes and kissed her. I felt her arms wrap. ’ ‘Your kind offer will help us rise above the racoon pit, I’m sure.’ ‘Thank you for the vote of confidence, Clare. Pasta alright for you?’ ‘I’ll vote for anyone, Andrew, so long as you pay me enough. I have been contemplating pasta all afternoon.’ ‘Anything else?’ She blushed. ‘There was something else I see. Tell me about it when I get back.’ She watched him walk across the room and have an animated conversation with one of the waiters. She loved the way he gesticulated and made his point..