"Ok! The proposal that I put together, with Amanda's assistance of course, was one that answered the client's requirements and would give us a fair ch...nce of winning the contract. It also had an acceptable profit margin built in." Too much margin and no chance of winning, more like." Snorted the document's new editor."So it seems." I responded. "At least to some people. This proposal will almost certainly be declined." Rubbish. I have my sources that tell me it is the cheapest they've got so. Pardon me while I break her in." He pushed Melissa to the bench he'd used on Anna, pushing her down on her elbows and knees, strapping her firmly to the bench. He went to the replicator for an assortment of toys, then returned to the bench, spreading some of them out where Melissa couldn't help but stare at them.It was hard to tell if she was more frightened by the razor-sharp knife, the nipple clamps, or the ball gag, but Steve didn't give her any chance to comment, as he forced the gag into. They cried quietly together. ‘I need you, Charles.’ Diana whispered desperately. ‘I love you, even though it may not be for the right reasons, but I do love you. And I want you more than any man I’ve known. But above all…I need you! If I lose you, I’ll die! My life would be meaningless. You’re the only thing that’s ever been right in my life! Every stupid mistake I’ve made…everything I’ve done will doom me to hell if I can’t give you what you need…be what you need me to be… What do you need. It's kind of ironic, actually. At 28, I was recently divorced, and had been out for a beer with my Dad, who throughout my life had been a mentor and paragon of wisdom to me. My wife of seven years had gotten pregnant with "our" first child, and shortly after the baby was born, I discovered that he wasn't mine. Long story, sad ending. I had loved her, and thought she loved me.Dad and I sat at the bar, talking quietly, and it got around to my love life. I had started dating again, mostly a couple.