“Miss Wood” you hear and turn to see your boss, Frank Roberts, “How are you holding up?” he asks.“I’m alright,” you reply, after the sho...ting he told you to take some time off and a couple of days ago you send a request for a leave of absence. “Now, take the time you need and remember we have people employed if you need to talk… about anything” he tells you.“I know…” you reply, knowing that you didn’t plan spending your time mourning. It didn’t take many days from the shooting before you made. I thought..Aarif couldn’t find words to complete his sentence.Shikha – What makes you think that you can just come and touch me inappropriately?Aarif – I am sorry, I just got carried away. I always found you sexy so I was just trying my luck. I am sorry.Shikha – You have a wife at your home. Don’t you feel ashamed?Aarif – I know I have a wife but you are something else.Shikha – What do you mean by ‘something else’?Aarif moved a bit closer to Shikha, looked straight into her eyes and said –Aarif. Her skin was soft and inviting, and I fear I lingered too long. She clearly was aware of my extended touch, though she didn’t protest. When we reached her room, I was surprised to find it next to mine, the adjoining suite, no less. My imagination took over momentarily and I pictured entering her room during the night and making love to her until dawn, then I came to my senses. Facing reality, I bid her goodnight, wishing I could at least have a kiss. She closed her door and I figured it was the. "We went downstairs into a posh rec room. There was a dance floor and a leather sofa, each occupied by a dozen or so guests. Most were missing one or more pieces of clothing."What kind of party is this?" I whispered.Aislyn's smiled impishly. "It's a freak party. Here's the rules; If someone does something to you, or with you, that you don't like, ask them to stop. If someone asks you to stop doing something, you stop. Refer to everyone by first initial, even yourself. Other than that, do what.