. it's alright. I just got back from getting lunch and I wanted to bring yours in. I hope I didn't interrupt anything," I almost whispered the words. ...e had stretched back in his chair with his hands behind his head. He seemed to relaxed for someone to just had a heated conversation. "I'll take your company over those ignorant bastards anyday. Here," he began pushing papers into piles on his desk, creating an empty space,"why don't you slide your chair over here so you can eat. I have some. “Sorry I’m late, everyone. Hope you haven’t missed me too much,” she announced to the room. The two girls carried on in conversation with Marcus for a while.Robert was just taking another sip when Jenny approached him. She was wearing a red dress, rather low cut and Robert found his eyes magnetically attracted to her exposed cleavage. He managed to control himself however and did his best to look straight into her eyes as he greeted her.“Hi, Jenny. I hope it was nothing serious that held you. He never travelled. He never went out, not even to shop for groceries or clothes. His servant automatons did all the work for him.Inside he was dying.One morning, his doorbell rang. Holland just sat there seemingly oblivious to the world. The buzzer sounded repeatedly.It wasn't until his brain registered that someone was keying the override that he bothered to turn his head."What the fuck?" he muttered when the door opened.Miriam Garcia stood there, dressed in the same outfit she had on the. ?This has been very kind of you. Now, Robbie, I want you to go to your door and push the bolt across so we don’t get any more unwelcome interruptions.?Sam straightened up and waited for him to do as he was told. He looked at her. Why was she asking him, no, telling him to do that? She was smiling at him in a relaxed manner, giving no clue as to what she might be thinking. As he walked to the door, his body was tingling with anticipation. Stupid, he told himself, nothing is going to happen here..