“Bring it to me when you’re done and I’ll make sure that it looks just right.”“Thanks, Delores,” Cal said and began to make his way to his...inner office.“You don’t need to thank me,” she said. “Typing’s my job.”Cal stopped in the door way of his private office and turned around.“I didn’t mean ‘thanks for the typing’,” he said. “I meant thanks for the rest of it.”It was five minutes before four in the afternoon. Cal picked up his phone and called George Lambe’s office.“Let George know that I’ll. ...I leaned back on the bed and groaned, I was sore after our trip to the gym. Alexa just laughed and stretched, watching me die from exhaustion. "I told you that last set would destroy me," I complained and felt the smooth and wonderful sensation of relaxing my muscles.Alexa looked at herself in the mirror, still in her small blue crop top and tight black shorts. She was flat and athletic but my best friend had a really cute face. "At least that's the worst thing you have to complain about!. No one is like her and no one will ever be like her. To the world, she may be one person; but to me she's the world. When I'm with her, there's nothing else for me to look at. As I hold her in my arms, she gives herself to me. And I kiss her with utmost passion, knowing that she's all mine.Her name is Ellena Harris. I define her as the most beautiful woman in the world who gave birth to me 19 years ago. She's in her late thirties and yet her youthful appeal isn't fading a bit. Every feature of. I could not make out every thing that was said but I did hear '....don't make a lot of noise...that's David's bunk by the window...you take my bed...' I fringed u*********sness as the two of them fumbled around in the dark, finally T-Bone made it to the bed and laid down. Daryl stood in the middle of the floor fumbling with his clothes, soon T-Bone started to snore gently. Daryl was standing removing his clothes. I could make out what was going on from the small reflecting light from the.