I likefree stuff. I snuck a peek and the clothing bill Emily paid for thisweekend. All of that stuff was NOT cheap.* * *When I arrived at work, thos... who I passed welcomed me back. I got a lotof smiles. A lot of "Hi Erin!" and "Welcome back Erin!" Some thanked mefor getting Mike tossed. Though I felt a little weird about that seeingas it wasn't really my plan to lure him into groping me. The assistantmanager - or rather former assistant manager, Ruth was promoted tomanager. She was happy. ‘So, what’s up?’ you ask I climb onto your lap, straddling you, kissing you, your neck, scratching at your chest, rubbing myself against your crotch. ‘I want you. I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind… Please…. I want you sooo bad’ and I climb off of you and try to get you standing again. This time you get up without hesitation We walk over to the bed, I lift my shirt and you push me onto the bed. You climb on top and kiss me. God I love the feeling of your body pressed against mine. . “I am so sorry to have caused this!”“It’s alright, Marguerite,” he told her, holding her tightly and kissing her cheeks. “It is alright. I understand.”“I had to lie! He would have killed me!” She cried desperately. “I have doomed us all! Please forgive me!”“Oh, Marguerite,” he said softly, “I forgave you long ago. I was angry at first, but I know Jean. I know what he is capable of doing. I know he forced you to say the things you did. I just want you to know that I love you and I forgive. Expensive haircut, fake tan, pearls and Cartier watch. The main photo the papers had printed showed a face that oozed arrogance and toughness in equal measure; blue eyes, black hair, chiselled cheekbones, firm stare. She worked at one of the big auction houses, selling antiques to rich people with more money than sense. Even now, she had an air about her, although the sharp clothes had been replaced by baggy sweats and her hair was greasy and scrunched in a clip. I’d heard she was now back.