“I love you. I hope we can stay friends after all this, and, if all goes well, I will fall IN love with you.”“Sasha, you look ... happy.” Tash... said.“Tasha, you would look happy too, if you had just done what we did.”“Mick? What did you do?” Tasha asked.“I ate a wonderful before dinner snack. So, what is for dinner?”“We are having mac and cheese AND you get to choose the kind of cheese. If you want, you can go back for seconds or thirds and get different cheese each time.” Tasha said.“That. That was the year before last Jason and I connected over time now. Maybe because it was we had gotten to know each other being that Holden is never around. After our annual reunion, Holden hadn’t said much at dinner he loved to spend time with Thomas, which was great to see, but we were so far from each other already, I wished he would want me like he had in the past. At 11:45PM Holden was out the hotel. I felt lost without him, but then I remembered too that I had to text Jason. It seems. She mention that I was a little behind and that marketing already has customers lined up to buy this product. She then proceeded to get up from her desk, walks over, behind me, and closes the door. This is generally a bad sign, because She only closes the door for two reasons, it a personal matter or she wants to yell at you. So I started bracing for the worst. She comes back and sits on the edge of here desk and starts talking about how I do work better. My eyes started drifting down from her. Waited, timing the thrust, and then "thwap". I let go with all my might, perfectly timed, perfectly aimed. Christy was so dumb, she actually thought Berferd balls, as I now thought of him, though his name was Bert as I recall, was climaxing. I couldn't even begin to imagine how that must of felt, but I was grinning inwardly as he suddenly bucked up, screaming out for all he was worth, Christy trying to hold on like she was riding a bucking bronco, likewise crying out, only she was yelling, "Yes.