I looked around. Carl was snoring beside me with his Playboy on his lap. As the cover crinkled, Jenny McCarthy had a grin on her face. I glanced over...at Bonnie. She was asleep. An eye mask was covering her eyes. Her perky breasts rose and fell in slow motion under her blouse. She even snored a bit which made her even cuter. Her legs were slightly sprawled as she slept in the reclined airline seat. I thought about what she had said earlier, about how she would try to do it in public. I thought. “Oh hey, Jordan,” she said. She pointed over at a small desk in the corner. “You can set the papers on there and sort through them. Might make it easier for you. I brought my chair in here too.”I placed my paper stack on the desk and pulled Brittany’s office chair over to me, sat down and began looking through the stack. Most of it was just sales orders, so at least I knew where these ones were supposed to go. Other things, like quotes, were odd because normally we don’t put those in long-term. Cole smiled and obligingly came jogging through the doorway. Jess swung the metal pipe low, catching Cole about a foot above his ankles. Hitting him was like hitting a brick wall. The pipe vibrated in Jess' hands and sent shockwaves through her body.The blow served its purpose by knocking Cole off balance. He stumbled a few steps and wind milled his arms trying to stay on his feet, but went down heavily when he hit the oily floor. There was a sickening thud when his head hit the hard. “I’m going to rape you now, you know that, don’t you, Clive?”He nods his head to acknowledge defeat.“Rape you good, like I do every time you get hard from hearing my stories. You like my stories, don’t you, Clive?”He nods his head again.“Go to the bedroom, then, and pick out a strap-on from the top drawer of my dresser. Lay it on top, ready for me to put on when I come in. And for your sake”, she adds with a growl, “it had better not be the smallest.”She didn’t have to threaten. He’d select the.