"Should we go over them during lunch?"Keven shook his head. "No, I think we should negotiate the basic terms now. If we can agree, then we can talk ov...r the details during lunch." He smiled at Danny and then looked at me in a way that made me almost shrink back in the chair, it was so intense.I felt like a mouse being drooled over by a hawk. My mouth promptly went dry. "Name it and we'll see if it's possible," Danny said agreeably."I don't want money for the work," Keven said, his eyes locking. '"How could a girl be with another guy and do that to him! It just makes my blood boil!"I felt relieved that it wasn't anything I had done, and actually a little thrilled because it sounded like she would be very loyal. Sweet words to me! I took her hand and didn't say anything and after a while we went back in.Later she took me home since I had ridden with the girls; Marsha was the designated driver.When we got to my town house, we chatted for a minute, and then I got out and went around to. Until the bulge became quite uncomfortable: I rearranged myself as I sat dreamily in my office chair. But no position would work! My throbbing shaft was rubbing painfully against the cotton and I was sure the material could not stretch any further!I quickly looked around the office. Jen was out at a meeting and was not meant to be back for a good few hours. Liz had called in sick. I sat there trying to convince myself that what I was about to do was okay, and that I would not be caught. I knew. I did not get very far before Ryan spoke again. Oh his voicesounded good. I could have sat there and let him speak to me." Hey. How about you go make something to eat. I'd like a sandwich."Now, you might be catching on, but I had not. Man he was being sexist.Still, I could not pinpoint what was going on.The suggestion sounded good, though. Why think about what could be wrongwhen I could go make some food? I put my worries behind me and trustedthat if Ryan was composed enough to ask me to.