She collapsed on the bindings, hung silently for the last few final strokes, then the film stopped her buttocks a mass of blue and purple welts, blood...running in trickles down her legs. it was over. for the last time the projector lit the room, he quickly stopped its clatter and said to her, “He left you there?” she nodded, then in a whisper said, “my neighbour then, him with the furniture shop came in early next morning, luckily. It was he that cut me down, and he that tended my marks, I. “For me, it was different. I needed you, badly. I still need you, but not in a dependent way like in Junior High and High School. The need I have for you now is for you to be my best friend, my pal. Don’t take this the wrong way, but right now, I have no desire to be with you intimately. It wouldn’t be right. It would be glorious, without question, but it wouldn’t be right. If that day ever comes when I think it would be right, and you think it would be right, we’ll fuck each other completely. She had no idea how much time people were wasting on other stuff, to know what kind of impact that would have on production.“I’m going to be turning off my Blackberry at five thirty. I’ll expect you to do the same. If you call me after hours, I’m not answering my phone. Once I leave here, I’m not checking my e-mail,” Dexter said.“You’re kidding, aren’t you?” Jim asked.Dexter answered, “No.”“What if there’s a problem?” Alice asked.Dexter answered, “I’m freeing you to manage your projects. If you. Bill was at the desk talking on the telephone to his mother. Watching him from the door of the office, Ed noticed the worried expression on Bill’s face and let the man talk. Noticing Ed outside of the office, Bill excused himself and cut the conversation short.Ed came in and said, “I just learned that my truck was on its last legs. I guess I need to replace it.”Face brightening, Bill pulled out the household account book, and flipped through the pages. He looked up at Ed and said, “Well, your.