“It is good to see you,” he said. “We were starting to worry.”“Had to make a side-trip farther south,” I said, thumbing over my shoulder t... Diane.“My, my, is she a...” Tarthan swallowed as he stared at Diane and her shimmering hair draped over her body.“Moon maiden,” I said. “And an incubus, a succubus, a panthopus, and we’ll be joined by a fairy and a devil this evening.” I hoped.“A panthopus?” asked Foran. “What’s that.”“He’s my good boy,” cooed Lasla as she petted the monstrous cat as he. But this. So precisely pedestrian an act. Something I had naturally done thousands of times. I could see the faces, of Jason Walters, the senior partner who has been my mentor and is the individual most responsible for my promotion, and of Christopher, my personal assistant, and of Judy, my secretary, and of my parents, and my brother, Jack, and all the others. I could never return to the office. Not even to the industry. Though even at that moment, I did know I could refuse. This Brad person. All I do is drive to work and deal with the bitch of the world (my boss), work, drive home from work, eat dinner, shower, go to bed, wake up and do it all over again. Yeah, I have a bad attitude because of it, so what!The long days leave me so tired I've lost my desire for sex and my wife is getting very cranky about it. Well boo fucking hoo, how the hell do you think I feel? I like sex just as much as the next guy and I'm not getting any either. I'm just a little pissed off about it too.I knew. When I got to her she told me she had a cubicle, I said that I did not want to stand around waiting & I would go look for another, she said don't be silly & pulled me in, I told her that I would look at the wall while she got changed. After a bit of fumbling it sounded like she had removed her wet swimsuit & had started drying herself, when she asked me to dry her back, thrusting her towel at me, I dryed her back looking down to the small of her back to her ample round bum, she looked round.