But they dropped down to notice what a lovely looking young woman stood in front of her. Especially in that silky white low cut blouse. "Never mind," ...he sighed. "My name is Ms Anderson, but just call me Emma. Could you please close the blind on the door." Sure," Sylvia said, then pulled down the white blind on the door. Emma pushed back on the chair and stood up then walked round the desk and leaned against it placing her hands on it. She gazed lustfully at her employee's breasts. She felt her. Just then I caught a glimpse of a necklace around his neck as he went toclose the door. This wasn't a gold manly necklace but one made ofpearls. Wow I thought, this Ken guy must be gay or something. No guywears pink shirts and pearls that I ever met. Well, this place isgetting stranger every minute, and then I began to chuckle to myselfthat it might be hard to meet people with my guy friend wearing a pinkshirt and pearls.I headed out the front door and strolled around all the dormitories. .. and it seemed like a great idea at the time." For Christ's sake get the fuck off of my bed," he hollered at her before realizing he needed to keep his voice down so as not to wake mom.Suzi bent down and gathered her clothes and quickly tip-toed back to her bedroom where she fell across the bed in anguish. Her head was spinning with the events that had just happened, especially the word that he had uttered from his lips. Mom."DAMN," she thought to herself as she rolled over onto her back. "I. And now they've gone. Incinerated. Annihilated. Nothing left but radioactive waste."And then he released yet more tears on a pillow already damp with proof od his grief and despair.Gabrielle placed a comforting hand on his bare back, but recognised the need for restraint. Ghazi was no longer in the mood for sex that was his original excuse for seeking her company. What he wanted from her was nothing more than sympathetic companionship which somehow meant more to him when it came from a woman.