By morning, our loins (and bones) were sleeping most contentedly.*******************************************************************************Last n...ght, I wanted another man, but he was being seriviced by another Joe like him. I'm not the kinda gal to take second fiddle to anyone in that department--and decorum prevented me from being a back alley whore cat to a quadruple male orgy--so I went home, buzzing with testosterone of my own to share with my sleeping prince.Kissing had its place and. Whatever it was, it was damn serious. The conference room had to be smallest in the building and it held a woman. A seriously beautiful woman. Okay, defiantly not what she was expecting. Long black hair, big dark brown eyes and a flawless body. Who the fuck is this bitch?, she thought to herself. "Have a seat Ana," he didn't speak again until she complied. "I've been meaning to tell you something but for the past two months it's just slipped my mind. Well, not really. You and I have been so. Don't listen to Allie. Don't listen to anyone. Listen to yourself, Jill. What does Jill want? Only YOU know what YOU want.'She immerses her head under the water several times, contemplating that question, 'What does Jill want?'... After several minutes, she opens her eyes, and starts to smile. She does know what Jill wants, and Allie has shown her how to get it.She remembers she can always escape to California, if things go sour. She can go back to being Jerry again, like Jill never happened,. " Quite a lot!"Deborah squirmed in her seat. "What do you mean?" she asked defensively."It's just, I dunno, obvious." Obvious?" Well... ! Annette looked down."Go on, darling. I'm intrigued." Well, um, you didn't have to walk that close." Close?" Yes, Mu-um! The path to start with was quite rough with all the tractor ruts but instead of walking in one of them, like he did, you walked in the middle where all the stones and hoof-marks are."Deborah felt her cheeks redden."So?" she murmured."And I.