" I considered going into modeling," said Allison. "I've been told I have the face and body for it." You certainly do!" Roberta replied, perhaps just ... little too enthusiastically."In fact, I did a little bit in college," Allison continued."I didn't know that," Greg commented."It was when I was in my photography phase," she explained. "I had my roommates pose for me. At first we kept it professional, then we started having too much fun with it, so we took a lot of silly pictures. They insisted. Since that first "date", we had met up at least once a week for a session of hot, illicit sex - sex which I found not only exciting, but dangerously addictive.This weekend, however, was different to our usual routine. Catherine's loser husband was away on "business" - actually, I knew from a mutual friend that he was holed up in a seedy motel with a pair of hookers called Chantelle and Chardonnay, but who was I to judge? - and Catherine had agreed to a romantic getaway at my secluded cottage,. “This past month, so much of it was a nightmare.”Toro glanced at Brandi and nodded and then continued, “If I can get back to feeling human again...” He paused for a long moment. “If I could get back to that, I wouldn’t mind giving up my pistol.” Another pause, and then a whisper that was a cry from the center of his soul, “or anything at all.”Lynnwas standing nearby, the sled harness still strapped around her shoulders. She had enough slack in the straps to move. She came to Toro and put her. Claire had been transferred toCalifornia, and promoted to First Lieutenant. That Friday at work I wasinvited to join the other girls for what they called a "hoot" session,so after work, we went to a restaurant for dinner, planning on goingsomewhere else after that. If I ever had any idea that a cluster ofgirls behaved like they did at work, that myth was dispelled that night.They talked about who among the junior executives was cute, had a hotbody, wanted to take to bed and so on! Bill was at.