After all, he did all the work, damn it. The others just showed up to fuck the slut.He waited a week and then, under the guise of going over some stat...ments, he asked Sara to his office one afternoon."Mrs. Burroughs," he boomed expansively. "I understand that you're doing a bang up job for us."The dark haired woman looked surprised, but pleased. "Why thank you very much, Mr. Larsen." Please, call me Brian," he interrupted suavely. "Please, have a seat." Thank you again." Sara sat down,. " Make us up a batch of 60," Rachael said. "Mostly B for the kids, anda few of the others for the adults." And when you officially open, my Mom will be here to buy some of theE," Marc said. "Those are so awesome. I'd get her to buy them even ifthey were $10 each."After school went out, Rachael got on Robert's bus, handing a bakerybag to the driver. "Oh, cookies," she said. "I'm a bit hungry today." Nope," Rachael said. "Those are Clouds, something new at the bakery.You might want to try one. What was he doing out of class? He swirled and caught sight of the transformed Archie. "Midge!" he exclaimed. "This is your lucky day!" "It... it is?" Archie/Midge replied nervously. He noticed how smoothly Reggie had maneuvered to trap him against the row of lockers. He felt strangely vulnerable, and, he hated to admit, mildly aroused. The sight of Reggie always caused the hair on the back of Archie's neck to stand up... now the hair on the back of his neck was standing up, but for a different. I needed time to think. Despite Yoko’s persuasive words, I wasn’t become a better wife to Nick through this—I was avoiding him, for God’s sake. And worse, all this sex wasn’t satisfying me, far from it. I was craving even more with every illicit fuck. I’d fucked three different Japanese men over the last couple of weeks and number four would be waiting for me at the studio later. Despite the eager voice whispering in my ear, could I really allow that to happen? Before I’d properly thought.