Brad burst into he room. "Well? Well? Well?" We have a date this Friday at six."Brad lifted both fists into the air. "SCORE!" He slapped Reid on the b...ck. "I told you she was hot for you. I told you. Let me give you some pointers..." Brad -- I have been on dates in my life. I don't need any pointers." I have yet to see you bring one real, living female into this room." I'm considering this a first date. I don't even expect a kiss on a first date."Brad shook his head. "She wants you, man. I can. If I don’t get that out, it’ll cause problems. It can’t kill you of course but…you’ll get very sick. I don’t want that at all.” She nodded and closed her eyes. I knew she was terrified. I crawled between her thighs again and held her open as I grasped the skin once again with my teeth. I could easily see she was in pain. “Shh,” I whispered, “It’s okay. It’ll be over in just a minute.” She nodded and I began to pull, hard. I could hear her screams but I had to ignore them, though it was heart. “I guess Millie was right, after all. I’m just not Cal’s type. Cal must have come to his senses at the last minute. He wouldn’t want to be seen with the likes of me—just doesn’t know how to tell me.”Maybe Cal was afraid for his career’s sake, with the Mayorship in play and all. She thought that he’d gotten over that when he told Homer Barlow to buzz off after the aborted City Council meeting. Sometimes calculations took some time and everyone has a right to change their mind—and everyone knew. The way the ceiling of twilight – ‘Sir, Nike Toris from Victory Accounting is here to see you – she rescheduled her appointment to tonight’ The glimmer of annoyance at being interrupted in what he considered a private moment was soothed and quelled at the mention of his clients name. He peered over his shoulder at the intercom, pouring his hope into a beaming smile. ‘Yes, of course! Send her right up’ Alive with energy, Jordan sprung from the comfort of his chair and took his driver in hand,.