"That will be all, and hold my calls for the next hour. I don't wish to be disturbed by anyone... understood?" Yes Ms. Destine." The secretary beat a ...asty retreat back to her station.Demona opened the package and took from it a folder of papers, and a laser disc. She went over to a wall console with a large monitor screen, and placed the laser disk in a slot on it's front. She then went back to her desk and pressed the play button on a remote unit, then started to look at what was in the. He put on his adidas sneakers from before andlooked himself up and down in the mirror. There was no mistaking himnow. He was a perfect copy of Stacey. Just then the doorbell rang. Krisquickly rearranged his hair from the frazzled escapade he just enduredand he puckered his lips. Shit he needed more lipstick. He waddled overto the armoire grabbing one of Emily's. It was bubblegum pink and hesmiled as he put the stick up to his lip and quickly went through themotion. He made a loud * pop * as he. ”“Oh!”I thought about that. Then I figured out why. I blushed.“Oh!” I said again.I looked down at my hands.“He’s exactly my type,” I whispered even more quietly.We were already whispering quietly. It’s hard to whisper even more quietly but somehow I managed it.“Was there any tongue?” asked Liz.I frowned. “No. I was kind of surprised and not thinking clearly. I kind of forgot I was supposed to open my mouth and let him do that. Maybe right at the end I felt him open his mouth a bit and try but. "NYYOOOH!!" she screams as her character dies."Sorry, but we need to finish up our game, people are waiting." Oh, okay, no more holding back then," she says, instantly changing her tune.Michael's eyebrow raises. She respawns, and starts playing more serious. Immediately he could see an improvement in her play-style. She was much faster now, and a lot less predictable. She manages to put up a good battle, and Michael could see how she was able to get to where she was. However, Michael was in.