You wanted me and I you. One evening after a long day at work I was getting ready to leave for the day. I went to switch the lights off, b...t at the same moment so did you. I turned around and suddenly you were to close. For a moment we paused, unsure of what the other would do. But still feeling the heat between us. All the lights were off except for one in the distance, which left only silhouettes of our self’s to see. The time was now! “mmmm you smell good!” you. Then I caught George as he was about to leave the restaurant, went to the caf?, then three of us, George, Julie, and myself got it on in the back seat of the Limo while told the driver to take a two hours long break. And I got another computer sound in my head telling me I was doing something right. Hitting all the nightclubs and slept with all the men, and finally managed to get back in my bed around three in the morning, and finally believing that I got it done...*****"Good morning at 7 in. “I don’t hear any music -he must be cruisin’ thecybernet,” I told Chris, “When Dad’s not jammin’ todinosaur rock, he’s usually yakkin’ at strangers on thecomputer networks. I swear, sometimes I think he’s havingsex with his keyboard or something.” I wasn’t too farwrong.I strolled down the dim hallway and stuck my head aroundthe doorway of Dad’s office, ready to call out “Yo, dadwhazzup?” or something. I guess stopping the job had been the right thing to do and I was getting a nice shiny car to boot. I called my wife to let her know.And so, that afternoon, stepping from my Ford Focus, I found the site I was to run. Two large blocks of brick built social housing that had been constructed just after the war as a quick solution to the housing shortage caused by the bombing of London. The flats (apartments) were stacked on top of each other with a shared balcony connecting each front door and a.