"Amanda could see that Colin did still have something of a hard-on ... as indeed, in rather bigger proportions, did Greg!"Ppplease Amanda," whined Col...n, getting rather distressed now. It was bad enough being tormented by Amanda Sinclair but it felt a whole lot worse now she'd roped in that bastard, Greg Malone. Greg had joined the company about six months ago and he'd made Colin's life at work a total misery, for almost all of that time, with his sadistic bullying. Colin hated him and he hated. Every year, each department has to attend a non-exemption lecture on the evils of drugs and how they make turning up for work on a Monday morning bearable and improve productivity, or something. To be honest, unless they are giving out free samples, I'm not interested. My desk is a depressing sight. There used to be furry things on springs stuck on the monitor, a calendar of naked men in distracting poses, a large expanse of desk, and a keyboard you could do surgery on. Now? I think the furry. "This is nice," she murmured into his warm body, thinking she really must try harder to widen her vocabulary. She was a literature student, for goodness sake. They danced slowly as songs drifted by, and Nick felt her body relax against his own, his hands holding her, exploring her, caressing her skin. A faster song came on and he grinned, taking her hands and drifting a step back, starting to move faster, feet and hips rolling with the quickened beat, his eyes staring into hers, watching. The first time, Gran suffers a few months in the hospital but lives through it. She dies five years later. This time, I have no clue what is going to happen. I had plans to ensure she would have people there for her, but that was assuming she wouldn’t be in the hospital for another year. I am not ready for this.It was Mom that helped Grandpa cope, so he could be there for Gran. Sam had never seen any hardship in his life and couldn’t handle it in the slightest. He just pretended as if.