"If you will allow me to escort you to the manager's office, I know that Monsieur Strother will be delighted, as always, to see you, Mademoiselle." He...held my chair for me as I rose. Then, he offered me his arm, I accepted, and he escorted me to Louis' office, where he knocked at the door.Upon learning the identity of his visitor, Louis dropped everything, rose from his high-backed, well-upholstered, leather executive's chair, and rounded his rosewood desk, hand extended, to greet me.I shook. Aur mene idea lagaya ki kyu na rat ko mammi ko band ke unki gand fadu..Toh mai niche se rasi aur tel lakar chup chap rakh diya mami nagi hi leti hui thi..Mene ko hath upar karne ko bola..Unhone kiya aur mene jaldi se unhr hath band diye wo chillayibki yeh kya kar raha hai mene bola ki ajj toh apki gabd fadh ke hi manugaa..Wo boli mat kar raha aida apne chalne lagi mene unka per pakda aur diya aur dusera per felaje duseri taraf band diya.Phir wo roni lagi…Mai tel laya aur unki gand mai dal diya. "He did not try to kill himself," Bud reminded us. "He did kill himself. Our intervention prevented that death from being as permanent as Cooper thought it was going to be."Cooper's purpose in this was to try to reintegrate his knowledge and skills. As far as it went we weren't sure what might still be there as far as the physical skills went. We had both been soldiers during our own time, and we had both seen men killed and had killed men ourselves. Mine had been on a scale that Cooper had. My voice was fading, but I suspected he'd understand me. As he stood straight, I slid my arms around his waist and pulled him close to me. "I'm sure I can think of something."He gasped and tried to pull away, but I held him firmly. His hair fell in a soft wave against my face. He once made a comment about the smell of my hair. I remembered silky black hair, carressing my chest, my stomach, my thighs... "I love your hair." I told him."Kaiba?" His voice was very tight. "I don't know what kind of.