Uncompromising, resolute, relentless in her representation of clients, no matter what her personal thoughts. That is not to say she did not have moral..., did not sometimes question her taking on the criminals and anti-socials that her colleagues wouldn’t touch, but rather that her ambition was boundless… Something that was already earning her a reputation as an often-ruthless rising star at the offices of Smythe and Peterson.Bleeping split through the half-awake dreaming of the 29 year-old. Mary was the first to volunteer a thought. "I'd like to take him out and show him to a few of our friends. They get quite a thrill from him. Can you just imagine what Betty would like to do with him?" Betty was bisexual and she hated gay men as much, if not more, than Mary and Cathy. She was also a lot more kinky than they were. Both Cathy's and Kim's imagination went wild at the thought. Kim had another idea. "I've always wanted a personal maid." She said with a wicked little smile. The. "Hi, Bill. I can't thank you enough for coming."She grinned through her tears and said, "I remember Joan talking about you on the fateful day of my presentation to your mother. I guess you were on duty the previous night and Sandy was teasing her about it. How did you get out so fast?" Mom called last night around midnight. She said my sister needed some special medical help, so here I am." He held Jan away at arms length and smiled, "Damn! My sisters are more beautiful every time I look at. Flashes ran thru his mind again.“What a wild fuckin’ dream!” he whispered to himself as he tried to sit up. Suddenly he remembered that he could not, for the life of him, remember the walk home once he got to the middle of the park last night. He couldn’t remember walking in the door or down the stairs to his basement bedroom. No memory of undressing and crawling into bed.“Damn,” he thought, “I must have been really out of it.”Slowly he finally got enough of his wits about him to crawl out of.