On the ride downstairs the elevator made me remember my dream. When was the last time I slept long enough to finish it?Jerry usually breezed right pas... the desk and the security log, anxious to get to his computer and his precious firewalls. But something told me the first two incidents had changed his routine. He would check the log this morning. I could expect a call at, say; 8:17 A.M.Herman Carter is one of my best officers. I trained him. But working two jobs interferes with his sleep. I. Still naked I entered Bev’s room again I sat at the dresser and cast a glance at the perfumes, make up and all manners of stuff alien to my young mind. I opened the first wardrobe to find work suits, blouses and dresses hanging and underneath sensible shoes. The second wardrobe when opened revealed the glamorous side of Bev, sequins ,sparkles and stuff that glimmered in the light. And strappy shoes with deadly looking heels, I was in awe.I took myself over to the tall set of drawers and. Descending the stairs, he took a chair and dragged it down under the stairs where it was darkest and waited for his bride to grow impatient and come looking for him.Emily looked at herself in the mirror. It was simply appalling to look so… indecent! Her long soft brown hair curved her defined jaw and high cheekbones that now had a startling reddish color. She was blushing fiercely at seeing herself in a white babydoll. Never had she had one of these? She should have gone for the respectable. “I…err…what a question!” Phil blustered, blushing . Serena sat there calmly with an amused smile on her face. “Look, this game is not going to work if we don’t answer questions honestly. Why don’t you just be honest and tell me – you never know where it might lead”. Still taken aback by the blunt line of questioning but tantalised by what Serena had just said he decided to play her game. “Well, errr…since you ask, I was going to get her to come to my room and then push her down on her knees and.