I wouldn’t be surprised if we didn’t hit ten thousand.”Sandra’s jaw dropped even as Cathy’s pen fell on the floor. He had just casually anno...nced that he could have $300,000 in sales for one program. Sandra couldn’t imagine that. She remembered him saying once that the future investments would be in software companies. She now understood why he had said that. The money in computers was mind blowing.Benny continued on, oblivious to the reactions of Cathy and Sandra. “We’ll need to write a new. ”“Understood,” the warrior replied, Kadal giving her an encouraging pat on the back. She turned, making her way back to the village.“It is a battlemage that you face,” the Shaman said, her croaking voice echoing in the dome-shaped chamber of coral. Kadal sat at the low table, her eyes following the old woman as she shambled about the room, her listless tail dragging in the red sand. She paused at one of her shelves, sorting through her collection of clay pots as she told her tale. “The kingdoms. I took up position. This entailed me leaning over her and perching my elbows to either side of her, leaving daylight between our torsos and seeking togetherness only at our groins. It felt so unatural not to kiss or embrace or caress in any way, but rules were rules and I better respect them. She actually smelled good — the usual female body perfumes or what not. I kind of hated her for that: why would the bitch make herself so nice if she didn't want intimacy? I wondered how lubricated she. But the most intense feelings happened when she would sit outside his bedroom door when his girlfriend Molly spent the night, she could project herself into Molly’s body and feel what her father was doing.She wouldn’t go to him, she didn’t want to be obvious, she didn’t want him to think she was a horny little slut. She wanted him but he would have to take the final initiative. She was hoping the closeness and companionship the two shared in the home might encourage her father to broaden his.