He made a show of looking for the pad until he thought Annie looked away. He quickly grabbed the pad and tore his sheet of notes off and tossed the pa... on the desk saying, “Here you go. It was just stuffed in a bottom drawer.”He quickly crumpled the page of notes up in his fist and said, “I’m going to shower.”Annie had seen the whole thing looking into the mirror over the desk. She loved him but decided never to confront him about his chosen profession. She was content to be around there for. He could tell she was near the point of climax and continued to speak softly to her in words describing her beauty and desirableness. Then, stepping out of the darkness completely, though still a shadowy figure, his body was lit by a smaller shaft of light provided by a smaller window nearby. ‘Erica,’ he began softly, ‘Do you have any idea how I want you?’ Opening her eyes, she sees his mostly illuminated form standing across the room from her. ‘I want you too,’ she spoke, ‘I want you really. All the business people in the area are in the Rotary Club.’ ‘Gwen, I’d be delighted to escort you to the luncheon. Will we be in costume for this performance? What do you want me to wear?’ Angela Walker noticed the strain in Gwen’s voice and actions, but chose to remain quiet and wait to see where it would lead. ‘I was also contacted by the local volunteer fire company, of all organizations. They’re having a casino night fund raiser on the first Saturday evening in November and asked if about. But I will need some help to pull this off. For any successful trap, you have to use the right bait." Tiffany reached over to the phone on the nightstand and dialed Dee Dee's extension. "Hi, Dee Dee, it's Tiffany. Listen, Clyda and I are cooking up a plan for something I think you'll really like, and we need you over here in my quarters. No, it's not the kind of action that you're probably thinking about, but it's something really neat. Come on over right away." A few minutes later, Dee.