’ ‘You are a slut, I love you though.’ ‘I’m already earning my keep at BL. I made my first suggestion while I was out there.’ ‘What was ...our suggestion, oh brilliant marketing guru?’ ‘Lingerie and shoes. I reminded them that all women like to feel they are dressing special. When their outerwear is prescribed by custom and policy, lingerie and shoes become items of individual expression. They have begun exploring marketing agreements with two Italian firms. I got an email from Liaison Friday.’. When he saw she was looking over his shoulder he spun around to confront me, "This is private", he bellowed, "leave us alone", he added as he turned back to her.I had had enough of his shit, "Private", I shouted back at him, "it's passed being private when you fuck her every ten minutes, or wank yourself silly, we all fucking hear you".I turned and walked back inside and as the door closed I looked through the peep hole and saw her run down the stairs. I never saw her again.The following week I. " Noting the sarcasm in her voice, Alex blushed and followed her inside.She again looked him over. Alex thought he saw her consider for a moment, then she spoke. "We have not really gotten off on the right setting, you and I. And I think this might be a good opportunity for you to apologize to me. You clearly see yourself as God's gift to the earth," and, pausing, glancing down once again, added "and I must admit you truly ARE a very well hung young man. I think that counts for something." Alex. I really wanted her with me but I wasn’t going to beg. Three times was more than enough. I took her refusal as a sign that she didn’t really love me. Or, at least, not as much as I loved her. Now, looking at her face on my screen, I refreshed my thoughts on why she’d rejected me? Over the years, I frequently thought about Gaynor and our parting, until I finally saw sense, recognizing that she had been justified. In hindsight, her refusal was perfectly reasonable. She had been in the middle of.