I’ll bet you anything that the younger Daley is on the phone to his people starting his campaign for mayor.”“That’s morbid!” Julia protested...“That’s politics!” I opined.The intercom in the conference room buzzed and I hit the button.“Yes?” I said.“There’s a Connie Abbadelli on the phone for you,” Kimmy said.“Give me one minute, then transfer the call to my office, please,” I said.I excused myself and walked to my office and shut the door. The phone buzzed and I picked it up.“Hi, Steve,” Connie. Iwill have his meal ready for him upon his return to his condo at six,greeting him at his door with some new dress or outfit that he has yet tosee me in and shower him with kisses. Often he brings his friends homeand I will serve them dinner as well. Occasionally, he might ask me todemonstrate what I learned that day for him and his friends. I find Ilove showing off for Richard and his friends; whether it is a flowerarrangement or how graceful I can walk across a room, or modeling arecently. “Gail is not a slut, she works in my office; and at least she wasn’t cheating on her husband, unlike that slut that you and Mary brought to the club last night.”This time I was able to disconnect before he could respond. When their calls kept coming in, I just turned off the phone, wrapped my arms around Gail and we fell back to sleep.When we woke up for real, we took a shower together, not fooling around TOO much, then cooked breakfast together.“I hope this won’t make things awkward for us in. I adjusted my body into a comfortable position and slowly started stroking my shaft. Back and forth, gentle at first. Suddenly, the door opened and a notebook was thrown at my face. Before I had time to jolt my hand out of my pants, Scott's figure appeared in the door. "There's your shit back that I ripped from you on the bus. Nothing there that's interesting." He looked around the entertainment room and his eyes soon met my hand, still motionless in my pants. Noticing where his gaze was, I.