"Hey!" Haley protested. "Don't get mad at me! I didn't cook that! Or put it on your plate!" You didn't eat any, either, did you!" Tony accused her. "Y...u already knew what it was!"Slapping the napkin down on the table, Tony angrily scooted his chair back and stood up. He was upset, angry, embarrassed ... and still hungry. And now, there was no way he could save face and eat with the rest of them. He knew it wasn't Haley's fault – not really. She hadn't eaten anything, yet. She had just dropped. There was talk of a Farewell luncheon, but I firmly nixed that idea.Harlan Baldridge came down on our final day as AGC employees and took us to lunch. Among other things, I think he wanted to emphasize to the AGC folks that we had his OK. At the restaurant our nominal supervisor he ran us through our termination checklists. What a difference from the last time!We kept our keys, but accepted orange Unescorted Vendor ID badges in lieu of the green AGC ones. We handed over our Corporate Amex. “You need a good fucking—certainly more often than I’ve been able to baby. That’s why I want you to fuck someone for me.”I didn’t think I’d misheard but I figured it was just Roleplaying. Years ago we’d talked about swinging but never found the right couple or third—the fantasy of it had remained though and we had on occasion pretended to be other people so I answered easily. “Who?”Andrea stopped thrusting and contracted her kegels grasping my penis for emphasis. “A girlfriend, You remember. I did a brisk walk to the given address. It was a 3 storied building. I looked at the watchmen. He was in deep sleep. I went and tapped on the table near him. He woke up with a start. He eyed me from head to toe. I told him that i wanted to go the yoga class. He said top floor. I went inside the building I found a lift. I could feel the stare of the watchman on my back. I ignored it.”Bastard”. What a dirty look he had given me. I reached the top floor. There was only one room in the entire 3rd.