" I just don't want them to get hurt either, Gampa."I told him they would be fine, even though one was already down. I pulled the shelves closed and h...ard the lock click. I knew then that unless they knew about the door, they would have no idea where we had gone. When I got to the bottom, Kat was standing with her hand on her hips, and once again I could have sworn her hair was alive, the way it kept moving, seemingly on its own."Ok, Jon, are we safe for now?" Yes, no one knows about this but. ‘You might get sick.’ She laughed, lacing a hand in my hair. I smiled back and glanced up at her eyes as I slightly stimulated the skin, moving closer to her ear, with my teeth. She gasped and her eyes fluttered shut, then started pulling at my shirt. Wordlessly, I grabbed the damp garment from behind my neck and yanked it off. I don’t know how it happened, but suddenly my back was the one to the wall, and she was on her toes, kissing me while her small hands explored my chest and abdomen. . And truth be told, although she was marvelous at her job,she was pretty cookie cutter in her attitude about life and the universe-I'msure you get what I mean, she was boring and efficient to deal with but hadno passion for the job that I could feel. I guess it wouldn't be fair tocall her a suburban-soccer-mom-ish but screw it, that's the best descriptionI can think of. Secondly, my staff morale wasn't what it should've been.True, they were still far more productive than the company wide average. Do all dogs instinctively know what to do? I was loving it but the girls just stared and said "what the fuck are you doing"? I pretended not to hear because I was in sexual bliss, and just carried on ignoring them. "Kate, Kate, do you know what you are doing, are you fucking sick?" shouted Jenny. I just looked at them with a stupid grin, partial orgasm, partial guilt. This may take some explaining. Anyway, why are they shouting at me and not the dog? Finally I pushed Murphy away, and said.