"Jack I had to fire you. Your performance the last few weeks has been nonexistent. Between your constant daydreaming and your constant running to the...bathroom because of you 'stomach problems' you have accomplished nothing. We've lost several major advertising contracts because of you Jack.!"Jack just sat there. If this bothered him, he didn't show it.Steve continued, "Jesus Christ Jack, look at you. You are as thin as a rail, your hair is too long and if I didn't know any better I'd swear. Andrew looked at me while I paid for the beer then followed me to the car. When we got inside, he said, "You gonna have him make the shit for you?" Let's say it's an option down the road." I replied.We were waiting for Bosco when Vivian called me. "Hello Vivian," I said into the phone, "It seems we might have something to talk about after all." I thought we might have after you had a chance to think about it. So when do you plan to meet?" she asked."Well I'm in a meeting now, so when is good. "Might I ask why you're so intent on investigating me?" I asked her curiously."Yes," she answered slowly, "perhaps the beginning would be the best place to begin."She got up and went to the door. She asked someone to bring the photo album from on top of her dresser, in her room; and to bring coffee, also. She looked at me, eyebrows raised, and I nodded acceptance. She ordered coffee for two, a complete service."A number of years ago, I lived in St. Louis County. Mostly from the time I was four,. She wanted, needed him, she was so wet and ready, and he knew it. She heard the sound of sharp, metal scissors snapping open and shut by her right ear. "Beautiful, isn't she my friend?'" James spoke but not to her. "Do you want to see more of her? She has great tits and a permanently wet, tight cunt just made for fucking." "Too right she's beautiful, and too right I want to see all of her." As the stranger spoke from across the room, Lou felt the blade of the scissors slide from each of.