I came to my office door and called out to her, "Rebecca, is everything OK?"She jumped a little at the sound of my voice, but nodded, "Yeah, everythin...'s fine. I was out with a friend and remembered that we had that big project due in a bit, so I figured I'd come in and get some hours in."I nodded and motioned her into my office and flipped the light on. "Have a seat and I'll tell you what all we'll need to take care of."Rebecca nodded and sat down, she looked horrible. Her normally bright and. "Oh, shut up!" Henrietta laughed. "Seven thirty for eight and don't dress up." Yes, ma'am. Smart casual whatever that means."Henrietta laughed again. "Old fart! Sports jacket or blazer and tie." But not the old school tie." Oh, shut up! Again!"Tim grinned unrepentantly and Henrietta had to laugh."If you're on this form," she said, "it might turn out to be quite a fun evening."She left shortly afterwards and that thought was still on her mind. Tim, quite understandably, had been far from his. About thirty seconds later, he pulled out a lighter and lit it up. He passed it to me so I could take the first hit. When I first inhaled it, it made me cough a little bit. I could already tell that I was going to be high as hell when this was over. I took another puff and passed it to him. He was laughing his ass off at me. I already felt spaced out as hell! Fifteen or twenty minutes later, we were both sitting there looking at each other laughing our asses off. “Dede, you wanna do me a. What is it she said, Marti?”Marti laughed and replied: “Adventurous in bed, you now? So what do you think?”Her eyes were challenging him when he met them.“I think I’m smart enough to stay out of this conversation,” Paul replied, to derisive tittering from the women seated near him.“Well that’s the nice, safe, boring answer,” Callie chided. “So you’re not going to tell us what you think?”Paul decided to take the bait and said so. “You’re talking bondage, but I’m wondering if you really know.