"C’mon, are you talking about intercourse, oral, what?" I said. She turned even redder."Errr, I’m saving myself for marriage. I’m a Christian." ...he said embarrassed."And oral?" Well… sometimes. Can we get back to the exam?" Okay" I finally said. "So what do you want me to do about it? I can’t make an exception for you. That wouldn’t be fair to everyone else now would it?" No." she said as she looked towards the floor. After a short pause, her head shot back up "but isn’t there anything I can. ..Dammit, perhaps that is what is happening to me too. Damn, damn, damn. Felicity is NOT going to be happy; she will notice the difference in me." You already ARE different, Tom. Your brush with death made you more assertive, more in charge. I like the new Tom Craven." You may not like an angry Felicity Craven, Esme." Then I shall have to speak with her and find what I can do to make myself indispensable to her. She might decide I would be better as a second wife than a loose cannon." Wife? You. She wants to see more, to continue cumming, but not to herself… she looks back at the box of Cd-roms. Another familiar name came up… Rachel Divane… the Human Resources manager. Mia slides the Rachel’s CD into the tray and engages it. The view is onto Rachel’s couch, from over and across her doorway. Mia recognizes the couch as the one she had sat on during her two first interviews. Mia also realizes that the camera is in an air-conditioning vent that hangs over Rachel’s doorway. Since her first. 830pm - You appear in, long black coat, I open the door to the cab, youslide in, I shut the door behind you and we're away.830 to 915 - Nervous, slightly awkward yet excited cab ride into town.I'll want to hold your hand, you'll sit a little away from me. Not muchtalking.915 - Arrive at our destination, Charlies Bar on Shortland St. Its verylow key dinner and dance club, very popular with girls and theiradmirers.915 onwards - leaving you coat at cloakroom, I compliment you on howbeautiful you.