My floor in my room…my territory, holy shit I thought, I made this happen, I made Mrs. Dorsey want to stay in my territory. Mrs. Dorsey was going to...be my territory. I wanted Mrs. Dorsey to be my….The intercom interrupted my thoughts, it was Ms. Pope. “Mr. Snead, is Mrs. Dorsey in your room?”I looked at Mrs. Dorsey, who was putting her flats back on, I was so disappointed by this, but I knew I was on to something. I responded with a yes and let Carolyn leave my territory…err my room. After she. She couldn't stop thinking about her friends, wondering if they were okay - everyone had been acting a little strangely all day.Firstly, Hailey had deliberately shown off her (admittedly impressive) rack in the changing rooms that morning, then Cass had spent the entire morning groping her, and her dance at the end of the lesson had seemed to be nothing but an (again, impressive) attempt to make her boobs bounce as much as possible. Not to mention the fact that Hailey wouldn't stop staring at. " I know some of what you say, what you've come to understand, butstill." Don't you put this on your heart dear. You were their target."She may not have understood how Rachel had truly selected me, from myroving fingers on the Web. I stopped that thought: leave this as it is.Let Barbara, or Pia, unload her feelings of guilt, at least for now.We hugged for several minutes and kissed. "You're so much softerAnnabelle, your lips, your skin, even your touch. You're also lessstrong. I noticed how. How long she sat there was a blank spot in her memory, but when she did surface it was to see that Oscar was now sitting behind his desk. He looked up and saw that she had awoken, “Ah good, you’re back with us. Well Suzi, what can I say other than, welcome to Rhino. Our people will be in touch.”******​I got a call from my current employer, Rhino Multimedia the following week. I was flown to their national headquarters in Hawksville, a very impressive campus, and lots of happy, smiling, and well.