I knew I sounded manic, but I couldn't stop talking. "Piper will be with me. Is that all right?" I took a deep breath. "No that won't work. She's only...five years old. Someone will have to watch over her while I work. Maybe I can hire someone in Vegas. Yes, that's what I'll do." I stood up. "I need to talk to Orville, and I've got to pack." I pulled my debit card from my wallet. "Give that to your secretary to pay for the airline ticket to Vegas, a hotel in Vegas, too, maybe Circus Circus; kids. Deborah watched amused, glad she didnt play games like that. She took another sip of her beer, and looked around the room again. Coming toward her, was a tall, dark haired stranger, seemingly headed right FOR her. He leaned over and asked her if she'd like to dance. Before she could protest, he had her hand, and was leading her out to join the other couples swaying to the music. It was a slow number, by Kid Rock and Sheryl Crow, called ' the picture.' The stranger took her in his arms, and. " You're such a slut, you'll enjoy it." Helen teased back."You ok?" I'll manage."Rachael smiled and left Helen to mop up, dress and clean up their lunch trash. Helen finished out her afternoon back in her office. It was a slow day, made marginally slower by the prospect of not seeing Rachel tomorrow. She was right, of course, Helen had plenty of other 'playmates'. Loss of one in the office would hardly be a personal crisis. Especially since they could still play on the weekends. Helen made a. After a few seconds, I kind of grinned and cleared my throat. Her eyes snapped back up to my face and she opened her mouth to say something, but no sound came out. I figured at this point that she needed a rescue of some sort, so I said, “You look a little stunned Veronica. See something you weren’t expecting?” All she could do was nod, and let her eyes slide back to my cock. She was only standing about three feet away from me, so I know she had a good view, but I just had to know where this.