His ill-defined but well-remunerated position gave him plenty of opportunity to look busy but hardly much of anything to actually do. As long as he at...ended every meeting and reported back regularly to the company's most actively interested stakeholder, there wasn't much else to do apart from walk around with a tablet PC and host vacuous meetings in his office. He'd gained more of a grip as to how Ibex International actually made money, but that only made him nakedly aware how little real use. If the Mind Magi already knew I was at the airport, were my other girls safe? Did the Mind Magi communicate with each other, coordinating their actions? If so, how? Did they use some electronic means or ... something else? And what were the different approaches about? Professor Belton seemed scared of me. Dr. Livingston had been trying to infiltrate one of my girls. And if the last guy I just ran into was one of them, and I was certain of it, then why be polite? He had the drop on me, why not. The thought of Dara, and the excitement of knowing I was steps away from a sensual woman who would satisfy my need resulted in a throbbing erections as I climbed the stairs to her room. I pulled the shorts off at the top landing, and walked into her bedroom.Gloria was, indeed, getting ready for work. Her outfit of the day was neatly laid out on her bed, and she was sitting at her dressing table brushing her hair. She froze as she saw my reflection in the mirror, and without turning around. I snuggle closer to you, feeling your long hair between my face and the back of your neck. As I wrap my arm around your waist, I feel the warmth coming from your long, slender, naked body through my soft, gray tank top. I smile and sigh softly...this feels amazing. One thing I know in life: sleeping with someone else beats the pants off sleeping alone.As I lie next to you, enjoying the quiet morning, I remember everything we did yesterday--packing, moving, unpacking...we were so tired from all.