He smiled when he saw her."Baby!" he exclaimed. "I have a surprise for you. In a case by my desk are more vials. I stole all of them for you. There's ...bout five hundred in there for you." Paul shut up and listen," she replied. "Go make me a drink and one for you. Meet me in the lounge."Paul did as he was told and brought two drinks to Emma. Emma poured a vial into one of the drinks and gave it to Paul. "Whose the kid?" asked Paul."Fucking shut up you piece of shit", replied Emma. "I told you. He never really got over the fact he agreed to brake up with his last girlfriend over the fact they would be 5 hours apart by car. She was a great girl, she was a sprinter down at her university in Pennsylvania, studying pre-Med. When he lost her, he lost his will to do pre-Med and also his will to do sports. He had been asked to play baseball as a walk on with the eye towards a scholarship after some of the seniors left.Tonight seemed no different, as he was making the long walk up the hill to. 'Please...' Continues to look at his playful eyes and over his glossy hair, wondering why she feels so drawn to him. The urge to touch him being irresistible rather than the tip that usually comes from doing so, how the soft scents of rose and lavender fill her nostrils and entice her further to push, to beg, she wants him. She's no longer in control and doesn't understand. The worries in her head nearly equal mute desperate calls from under an ocean, muffled and lonely. She wants him, and. He couldn't believe his luck. The office belonged to Liz and she was still there.Everybody usually went home at 5:00, and the adminstrative building was always empty by 5:30. Yet here was Liz, working late in her office, all alone in the deserted building. As Brian stopped to watch her, he could see that she was totally engrossed in her work and oblivious to the fact that he was standing in the hallway, watching her.As he spyed on her from the shadows of the darkened hallway, he looked her up.