”They clinked their cups together in salute.Around 12 noon the guys came into the unit and asked, as men usually do “What’s for lunch darlings?�...� the girls got up and asked “Are you taking us for pub or club lunch?” smiling.The guys agreed for the surf club.During lunch Suzanne asked they guys “As we are based here. Do you guys think it would be a good idea to have a project manager based in Brisbane. One that works for our company? They could use the 17th Floor as their base. It would save us. " You smile at me, knowing that I mean to tie you to the table; you won't be able to make a quick exit if someone comes in. I slide your dress up, and you position your legs at the edge of the table. I push you down, roughly, but with kindness, so that your arms are over the front of the table, and your legs are behind. Using the rope, I wrap your legs to the table legs, and your arms to the table on the other side. You are spread over the table, tied down with no chance to make a quick exit. I. I thought about what had happened in Stockholm between Karin and me. Actually, that wasn’t quite accurate — what had happened between Birgit and Karin and me. There was no doubt in my mind that Birgit had somehow been there with us.I tried to wrap my head around what it all meant. Was there something between Karin and me, or was she truly only a surrogate for Birgit? Our single act of lovemaking could be explained as the fulfillment of my relationship with Birgit, with Karin offering herself as. "What are you doing now?" he asked almost lazily."Oh, I am just finishing the report for the Jacob's rebuild assignment – a quick summary and then it will be ready for you to look over and sign." Great, I'll make us a drink, then; and then we can sit down and go over it, and discuss what is happening tomorrow ... I think that I have two meetings?"She nodded her head, and reached for her diary."Wait," he held up his hand. "Finish that report, and get it printing, and I will make us a drink.".