’ She set the dark chocolate slice of cake in front of him, then drizzled a white chocolate sauce around it, then sprinkled a handful of chopped haz...lnuts over it. ‘Enjoy.’ The first bite was astonishing. The mixture of milk and bittersweet chocolate slid over his tongue, the white chocolate sauce winding around and joining perfectly. The roasted hazelnuts added a perfect scent as well as a crunch that married with the nuts sealed in the crust. It was perfectly named. ‘This is so good!’ She. Yes, I was certainly an exhibitionist.I went up to their apartment and softly rapped on the door.Isabel opened and let me in, saying, "Mom and I are all excited. We get to watch you again. Maybe we should make this every day," she said as I went in and there was Eva sitting on the sofa."Hello, oh, do you know what is coming out from your shorts?" she asked, wide-eyed, a broad grin on her face. Her daughter looked down and began laughing."Oh, a little preview," she tittered while I stood. We barely got seated when I heard a cough, and yes, it was Madeira’s immediate supervisor, Lewis Dawes, who had a distinctly impatient look on his face. Lewis wasn’t exactly physically prepossessing and I got the impression that he bullied Madeira in order to make himself feel tougher or stronger or manlier or whatever. I wasn’t sure what his exact issues were, but I knew that I wasn’t going to stand for it, not even a little bit. This would end, here and now, and I didn’t just mean Madeira’s. ”“Are we implying more than a simple date?” asked Beverly.The three of us looked at each other thoughtfully. I myself hadn’t been laid in a quite a while, and an uncomplicated hook-up wasn’t totally unappealing.I spoke up. “We could. If we wanted.”Ellen grinned. “I know I could. And each of us has our own specialty, don’t we?” We often went out for drinks after our group’s monthly meetings for girl talk, so we knew each other pretty well.“Would National approve?” Beverly asked doubtfully..