I wonder what she would think of all this. He uses such tame words. Not like my tall, tanned foreigner. "He" talks about his erection and my breasts -...my fantasy calls it his cock, and this stranger talks of my pussy and my tits with such casualness. He eats me and fingers me until I come, not until I climax or orgasm. "He" is playing it safe, and right now I don't want safe. I want my stranger to take some chances. I want "him" to take some chances. He might enjoy it too. Part of me is. ’ Carver squinted — and appeared to wonder if he had misjudged her. He glided out of the conference room. Albert took a step to follow, but stayed with Elizabeth — who was sizing Caroline up. ‘Caroline Monroe. Financial analyst. Azura employee for three years. Never promoted.’ Elizabeth sounded like she was reciting a recipe. Then she added, ‘Welcome to my senior leadership team.’ She was gone before Caroline could respond. That night, Caroline parked her eight-year-old Tercel in her apartment. No, Bethany decided. I'm not letting her wade into that shitstorm alone.She waited for Eliza to disappear around a corner before trailing, slowly, after her. 13. Erin's door was left wide open. This was odd on multiple levels. First of all, Lily, Erin's roommate, absolutely hated having any crack in her own privacy and there was an unspoken ban on the door being left open while she was in the room. Second of all, Lily was nowhere to be found. She was a cantankerous roommate, but not an. Not that it was a problem. One of the reasons why she initially rented and then bought this cafe was the fact that it had access to the roof and that on the roof there was a large water container bathtub thing. When she first explored a small area of the roof that the cafe had an access to, the water tub was a mess, a bit like a forgotten swimming pool or a fish tank of a careless teenager. She spent a month's worth of evenings to clean it up, seal and paint it afresh. She changed the water.