”“Wow. Thanks.”“And I want Conrad to edit it, with your negotiation about his changes again part of the learning process.”“Dealing with th... author.”“Exactly.”“It sounds like Liang has some flexibility now,” Joe said. “She’ll actually be writing, and only needs to meet with Conrad once a day.”“She’ll also be manning the reception desk while the new receptionist takes her lunch break.”“So she only needs to be here a couple hours midday.”“I suppose.”“This is my place of employment, Joe,” Liang. But that's in the past. I've forgiven you. I want us to be happy together. If you don't want me to see him again, or even mention my past with him, I'll do that for you. Just tell me."It was the last thing I expected to hear, especially with such genuine conviction. But I knew the fantasy would always haunt me, even if it went unspoken. Repressing it would likely make it an obsession that would grow into frustration and regret, and I'd much rather know Linda's sexual needs and fantasies than. It is a few miles away, but it is completely private." He sai, "okay, if you aren't comfortable here, but I use this often for a blowjob or whatever." We got back in our cars and drove about 10 minutes to my parents house. I knew they were out of town for the summer and figured we could do whatever and not be disturbed. When we arrived, I unlocked the place and invited him in. "My name is Tom," he said. "I noticed you have on a wedding ring. Does your wife know that you are gay?" I told. . a double-ended dildo? There is also a strap on (oh em gee), a paddle, handcuffs (holy crap), and what looks like a sex swing. I wonder if she has been laid since her husband died. Of course she has. Right?I head back to the office, feeling hornier now. "Did you get them all?" Yes, ma'am. I think so," I say."Find the one in my bathroom?" Oh crap. No." I turn to go back. She stops me."Laken, don't worry about it. And your pants today - they look great." I turn around and she's smiling.