“Whatcha reading?” “Just another apocalyptic prediction,” Ryan said dryly. “February fifteenth apparently. Some asteroid from space is supp...sed to crash into the earth. I doubt it’ll happen though.” He scanned the article. “Yeah, see here, NASA say that the chances are practically zero.” “No surprises there.” Marianne leaned over to glance at the article and Ryan couldn’t resist looking down her top. She really was perfect. “I was hoping it’d end on the 22 nd ,” Marianne admitted, after a. More candles for light in the evenings, she preferred their softness to the lamps. She’d put her audio system in the living room where she spent most of her time reading. CCRRAAACCCCKKK…….a boom of thunder echoed toward the distance . A bolt of lightening illuminated the darkening skies. Another storm was moving in. It had taken Shannon awhile to get used to how quickly they formed around here. If they were lucky this one would stay north of them. Seven o’clock came and no Allen. She opened the. Tonight was certainly a time I needed his help.Still watching Kirsten and Natalie out of the corner of my eye, I picked up the phone and dialed his number. Two rings later, a voice answered in Japanese."Mr. Kyokota?" I said, hopeful that I had dialed the right number."Yes?" he said, his voice still carrying that thick accent."This is Alex Hilt. I'm sorry, I hope I didn't wake you. I don't know what time it is there," No Mr. Hilt, it is fine. It is mid day here. How may I be of assistance?" I. By my reckoning, these fuckers already owed us $20,000 and they were still going strong thanks to my sexy wife. She was earning her keep like never before. It's funny, but I thought I was going to be the breadwinner after getting my forklift job at this company and earning twenty bucks an hour. But here was Carlota, earning hundreds of times more money using her body.The hardest part of this whole thing wasn't getting my honey to do the deed, but watching as my boss plugged my wife for the.