At first, he wasn’t certain she was listening to the story, or just to his voice, but lately she had begun asking questions about obscure words, or ...sking him to repeat certain sections. These combined signs of improvement allowed him to read for hours when necessary. Every chapter seemed to hold a surprise for them, in this strange book that must have seemed even stranger at the time it was written. ‘But still another inquiry remains, one often agitated by the more recondite Nantucketers.. We can't use the passwall spell, because it won't work on the sand," Danica said ticking off ways to enter in her mind."Odds are we won't be able to use the phasing spell either, because I can't imagine them not warding the place against ghosts and intangible creatures," Celes added."We're going to have to uncover the entrance then. This is insane. There's no way we can do this without getting caught, and I don't want to think what will happen to us if we're caught breaking into a tomb in this. The pranking possibilities were endless, but he’d have to be careful about bumping into folks.Continuing into an aisle of cubicles, he found what he was looking for - or rather, who. Marta was one of the people on the project team. She wasn’t Jake’s type; she had that “I subtly use tanning salons” look that turned him off. She also hung around the IT guys a lot, even though she had nothing in common with them. Jake had known lots of girls like her over the years. “I’m pretty and I know it”. And while I feel shame to let men see my nasty side, I really enjoy being the center of attention. Let them see me enjoy giving me orgasms. Believe it or not, although guys have used me as a party fuck, they have a certain respect for the fact that I enjoy being a slut. Does that make sense? When I arrive at a party, I hear them say how excited they are to see me. I usually know some of the guys, although it's nice to have a few strange new ones. I like knowing ahead of time that every guy.