One night, I came home early and heard a lot of noise coming from the pantry behind the kitchen alcove and opened the door to discover Sam and Princes... in a compromising position. I couldn't believe the size of the huge strap-on that the evil-minded Samantha had wedged into my sister's pretty bottom. Poor Princess looked at me over her shoulder and I could tell she was on the verge of one of her more vociferous orgasms and the entire family was due to walk in the front door momentarily. I. Love had never been so sweet. While we kissed, he entered me so gently, I didn’t even know at first that he had. But as we lay there, joined, still, I felt the most exquisite, soft, delicate sensation in my center. It began to ripple out over my body in waves of gentle, perfect, sweet alleluia. The cells of my body were singing the poetry of ancient truth, the genesis of Love. I knew that Barry was feeling the very same thing, because we had merged into Oneness, and he was as much a part of me. "I am hers. I am that which you could never be. I am also someone to not upset. I will find out from Erin if there is anything else with your name attached. If there is, it will be either going back to the service from which it came or in a dumpster. I don't care which. Find yourself someone else to harass and leave off."I wanted him to say something more, but the line disconnected.I closed the phone gently and handed it back to Erin. "Call the phone service. See to it that this phone is. That was clear on the first day. A throw back to a different age perhaps, along with cigarette girls and stewardesses. But Secretary. Mr. Mullins doesn’t. That is the joke in the office. He doesn’t seat. He doesn’t sleep. He doesn’t laugh or take breaks or take vacations. He doesn’t lose cases either. He doesn’t come cheap. The billables alone from his division allow the rest of the company to run their own way. The Board of Directors have given him honor after honor, raise after.