How is she?" asked Denise.Frank looked troubled for minute, and explained that as far as he knew, she was fine. "We don't stay in touch very well," he...explained, sadly. She had joined the Navy straight out of high school, and that had been 8 years ago. She had apparently decided it was the career she wanted, but even when on leave, she didn't come home to visit. It was a moment of sadness.To change the subject, I think, Frank mused, "I haven't played truth or dare since I was a teenager. Once back at the hotel we poured more drinks, not that we needed any more to drink. Now as you can guess, when you get a bunch of writers and Lush friends together, the conversation is, at some point, going to lead to talk about sex. The latest debate was about sensuality and the importance of it during or leading up to sex. Heather, who was a bit more reserved and somewhat innocent when it came to sex, said she didn't quite understand the need for sensuality. I asked her if I could show her. Hewas sure it was kept in a pot on her dresser. It was nowhere to be seen.He then heard the front door open, then slam shut. Cherry had left thehouse. She didn't even work on a Thursday? He checked his watch, heshould be leaving for work himself now. He started searching again forthe pencil but gave up after a few more minutes. What was he to do. Go towork with these plucked arched eye brows? He would never live it down.With reluctance he called HR and left a message to say he was unwell.For. I spend the few slow times at work flirting with her, if she's at the hand washing station I'll sneak up behind her and give her a little kisses starting from the shoulder and work them down her arm, she'll pull her arm away and give me a smile and say "Oh you ..". At the end of the day while she counts her tips I'll give her a shoulder a back rub, she really appreciates it, I'll try to be fresh with her and slowly make my way down her back and hips and she'll stop me before I get to her ass.