Someone cited it in a submission to the journal.”“Enough of that! There’s a space!”Gordy was already at a table ... alone.“Surprise! Happy B...rthday!”“Thank you. I got a really super gift from my best spouse.”“What did the remainder of the harem gift you?”“That’s for me to know, papa.”“What was it?”“A copy of the new AND.”“That is nice. I was looking at a copy at Dymock’s last week. But it seems to have been sold ... oh!” he glanced at a smiling Rachel. “I guess I know who bought it.”“I think. He got it together and packed it in his backpack and left it by the bedroom door as he went down for supper. Later when it was time for bed he came back up and got undressed. The storm had picked up after supper and his room was illuminated by a flash of lightning as he crawled naked into bed. As soon as his head hit the pillow thoughts of his afternoon returned. He stroke himself as he replayed the memories and imagined what might happen at the shack tomorrow. The storm had really blown things. He wanted to frighten her too, but he would never fire her. He had positioned her desk where he could look at her legs and up her skirt if she wasn't careful.Melina went back to Mr. Sinkler. She had to try again. It was only two weeks until the end of the month, and she was desperate. "Please Mr. Sinkler. Pretty please" she said, and she did bat her eyes at him, trying to make a joke of it, but he wouldn't budge. He remained firm, and between his legs more than firm. As Melina stood in front of. "It was an empty elevator they rode in silence. It seemed both were engrossed in their individual thoughts. Finally the doors opened and she led the way down the hall. Stopping in front of 1545 she handed him the key. He opened the door and followed her inside.The room was almost dark except for the flickering of many candles. Once inside she faced him and he got his first really good look at her. The dress she wore was simple enough and a light shade of red. The bodice swooped down just enough.