And now I would have to tell Denise that Stella would no longer be working in her department. I wasn't looking forward to that. ... # Instead of calling Denise into my office, I went to hers, which was little more than a cubbyhole in one corner of the rewrite department. It was just about large enough for her very cluttered desk; there was not even a visitor's chair. She gave me an unfriendly look as I came in. "I'm busy, Michael," she said. "You're. Justin was young and handsome and he would come into the office and hit on her. She was now in her forties and it felt good to be wanted by a guy still in his twenties. She had been flattered but still turned him down many times. Until one time she said okay, she’d have a drink with him after work. And one thing led to another and they were having an affair. It really meant nothing and wasn’t meant to last. And then she finds out the son-of-a-bitch is fucking at least one other married woman at. "She pulled a Nikon D300 out of a drawer and handed it to me, "Are you sure this is going to work?" The idea or the camera?" I kidded her, "With a camera like this I can work miracles. This looks almost new, don't you use it?" I've never figured out all the controls. All I wanted was a simple one I could take some snapshots with, instead my dad went nuts and bought me that. I've got the case around here somewhere that has a some more lenses too."While she searched for her bikini I fiddled with. This went on for a while when Kathi stopped abruptly. "Are you feeling okay Peter? You are breathing kind of hard." I wanted to laugh but said I had a bit of a cold but was just fine. Kathi accepted that and went on talking while I fucked her sister.Finally she stopped talking altogether. I still moved in and out of her sister but waited for her to say something. Very quietly she asked, "Peter...are you...having sex with my sister?" I hesitated then thought what the hell and said, "yes I.