“What's going on?” I asked. “Edward attempted a buyout of one of our competitors, it fell through badly,” Mark said. “Do you remember Leon?�...� “Yes, the lead you promoted when you got promoted,” I replied as I remembered the jerk's name. He had tried hitting on me a few times. “He got fired, so did many others,” Mark said. “Even this expansion office might be taken away if Edward doesn't do something and fast.” “Wow, what happened?” I asked. “Some unknown person at the other office is stirring up. One had streaked blond hair, while the other was black and sported an afro. The black sailor yanked her bags from under her cot and prepared to unzip her duffle bag."You need to be careful. They're medical supplies. If you puncture the IV bags, I may not be able to treat you if you touch anything I handled."The man jumped back two feet, throwing his hands up. "You have the plague?" The blond by the door backed up as well.Natalie sighed, knowing she had to go through this. She preferred. For several minutes she laid on the bed, just breathing and holding still. She focused on the wetness between her legs. It didn’t seem like the gush of a man was there. Finally she squatted in the bathroom and used a tissue. She smelled it. The evidence was definitely hers alone. What had she expected? He’d told her it was all in her mind. Still it was disappointing. How wonderful it would have been, to feel him come inside her one more time. Charles reappeared within a few hours of their. Anyways, the main point of this is, along with many many others, one idiom that got made is "What's the magic word?" Something most of us probably heard at a young age when our parents reminded us to say "please" when asking for a chocolate cookie. Unfortunately, we've been doing it wrong. There's bound to be mistakes during a language's early stages. As I recently found out, the magic word isn't "please". Here's how I came to that realization:Ever since my parents taught me to say "please",.