1 Tuesday,8 November 2005 It had been another long day. Jessiescrewed her tired eyes shut, fingers still resting on the keyboard. She had anidea for a...other story in the back of her mind, but had been too busy to writeone word. It was well past her usual finishing time & her work was almostdone. There was no one left in the office- the coast was finally clear. Openingher secret folder, she brought up a new document & started typing. The cares of the day washed away as shedrifted into her. She turned to the person she ran into and said, "The Butterfly! Did you see where it went?" "Ronnie, what are you talking about?" She snapped out of her hunting mode to recognize Ben."The Butterfly- I have to..." She looked around again, but there was absolutely no clue. She'd lost it. Her chance at happiness had disappeared with it. She began to weep softly. "Oh, never mind- I could never explain..." Ben turned as red as his ginger hair. "Jeez, Ronnie! I'm sorry! Was it that important?"Ronnie. My my, so eager to call me that. You must be aching for a dom. She nodded hastily, glancing quickly from side to side, hoping that none would notice her calling him master. He looked at her curiously, Do you like croissants? Yes, she responded. Good, I got one for you. He slid over a puffy croissant. She smiled at the kind gesture. Thanks! Ah ah ah, he teased, thats Thank You Master. He grinned. Thank you master, she responded. She ate the croissant. Isaac glanced down where it most mattered,. She stepped silently into the cockpit and sat next to me, pulling on her jacket against the chill night air.She put her lips against my ear. "You know what they are doing?"I nodded against her head.She giggled. "Kind of sexy, isn't it? Sitting here feeling them ... you know ... moving." Fucking." I whispered. She nudged me with her elbow and nodded.I put my arm around her and snuggled her breast again."Want to unsnap my brassiere?" she asked.She leaned away from me and let me probe under the.