Rachel and Morgan worked at Kingsmeadow House, the main HR department for the local hospital in the lovely area of Surrey. they were part of a team th...t maintained hospital staff ordering efficiency and made sure all the accounts were correct and everyone got paid. Such a close group of staff meant that everyone got on with one another, except the two popular women of course. It was a well known fact that Rachel thought of herself as queen of the office, she had been there five years and was. Wynne sat with me as I worked, patting my knee kindly when I lost my concentration over and over again. When I finally gave up and returned to the campfire, Alistair was laughing at something Leliana said, the two of them leaning in to each other and smiling conspiratorially. It hurt, but I forced myself to smile at them brilliantly before escaping into Aedan's tent. No matter how much it hurt me, I wanted Alistair to be happy. If Leli could give him that, I'd never get in the way. That didn't. She looked at him and smiled. ‘I see what you mean, should we run the gauntlet, grab some coffee and get the hell out of here, before you become Dad’s replacement for most hated male in Elton by the men?’ He nodded. ‘Please, I made my choice last night, you know that.’ She knew, and a smug little smile never left her face as she got coffee, gave her aunts and various cousins hugs, and at the back door turned to look at them all…’Sorry ladies, he’s all mine.’ They were both laughing as they. This wasn’t all that unusual, but Tom was about to thrown into a deep thought. The email read… ‘Regarding your story, The Seduction of Kathy. When I saw 38’s I almost quit reading because I am a 32C to a 36B type of guy and to me big tits look sloppy and in truth ‘ugly’ – but to each his own.’ Tom rolled his eyes a little as this seemed to be another reader who thought all the women in all the stories should look exactly like his dream girl. Pretty abrasive commentary from someone who wouldn’t.