Unfortunately, so were Mister Sweaty and Mister Grumpy. Apparently, it had been too expensive for the company to fire them. Oh well. At least they wer... on the other side of the floor and didn’t bother me much. Mrs. Blabbermouth got a one-way ticket to the department of employment. Funny enough, after she was gone everybody got more work done. It’s amazing what firing a single person can do for productivity. With the spin in the wheel gone, the amount of gossip and chitchat reduced significantly. ’ ‘Is that a bad thing, Sammi?’ ‘Not necessarily, Rick, but it does make me wonder why you’re hiding behind this scull instead of doing whatever it is you really do.’ ‘I sell boats. Really, I sell boats I just don’t build them. I have two really dedicated goons for that part of the operation.’ ‘Ian’s working late and I was going to have dinner alone tonight. Would you care to join me?’ ‘I’d love to. Just give me a few minutes to close up the exhibit. Weeknights don’t bring a lot of business. . No words are required to introduce ... Dino!Back to the door of the hotel room - it opens and allows our new guests to enter ... Dino the Great Dane and his owner Bernard.No words required, but Bernard will offer them anyway. “This is Dino.” Bernard speaks in voice-over whilst the huge dog continues to piss like a firehouse. “He’s an 8 year old Great Dane. He’s enjoying his sex-symbol status and gets fan mail from as far away as Australia and Japan ... There’s nothing Dino enjoys more than. The intimacy with Charlie, and now Tiff, was slowly chipping away at my awareness of the public around us. I brushed right up to the tops of the insides of her thighs. She was grinning and making eyebrow signals at Charlie. It was like they had a lewd competition going.“I think she’s done,” Charlie twittered eventually.“I just can’t get enough,” Tiff grinned, perhaps more at ease now.And so it was we settled down, completely forgetting to oil poor old Sam up!It was several minutes before.