“Why not the guy?”“We were young and stupid and bit off more than we could chew. I’ll--Wait? She’s my enemy. You own her?”“Own her body....��Giselle turned at Owen’s words. She unfastened her bra, slowly taking off each garment in steps. He wasn’t watching. Frieda had scrambled naked and now bounced on the bed in a kneeling position. Giselle put her folded bra on her pile of clothes and aimed to pull off her panties.“I am to take the lead,” Giselle volunteered as she approached the bed. She. 30 and I suggested a late night drink, we went to a local hotel where un-benown to her I had booked a room, we sat at the bar and ordered a few drinks the barman was a tall Mediterranean guy about 25 years old, Jade was getting drunk and was flirting with him outrageously, she said she was going to the loo and walked off, I spoke to the barman whose name was Carlo and asked if he found Jade attractive? A little embarrassed he said he did, I asked if after he finished work if he would like to. ‘I heard there was a shooting here, Doc.’ ‘There was. I had the wounded man taken to my office,’ the doctor said. ‘Marshal Taylor, this is Mr. Gallagher, he’s the man that did the shooting.’ The Marshal turned to Dillon and asked, ‘That right Mr. Gallagher?’ ‘Yes sir, that man’s name is Summers and he tried to kill me. I got him instead.’ Again the bartender stepped in. ‘It was self defense Marshal. That Summers feller kept pushin and proddin at Gallagher here. Then he started for his gun, he. To hear him now talking quite personally with me was a surprise, but from the feeling between my legs, I realised I quite liked him being more familiar. Life carried on as usual until a week before Xmas, the night of the Office party. Unlike some companies, we didn’t have a single huge party, but departmental ones, and they usually take place in the office too, though later in the evening, and in the Executive suite, as there is a large conference room which can hold 30 or 40 people. Neal.