I just hope it worked!"Denise was at her desk, nominally running over some notes from yesterday. In reality she was considering her conversations with...Elizabeth last night and this morning. She had some serious thinking to do.She had a variety of emotions running through her, from anger to love, from frustration to satisfaction and others besides. She trusted Elizabeth, the older lady's warm heart and solid good sense born out of experience brought that out in her. 'So, okay, I trust Elizabeth,. .. I’m already a part of you. By that logic, you already belong to me, too. All of me is yours, because I’m attached to you, in body, soul, and spirit. We are woven, even fused, seamlessly into one being, one entity. What’s mine is yours, without conditions. What’s yours is mine, also without conditions. It is a microcosm of the world in Schopenhaeur’s view. I am of you ... I am you. You are of me ... You are me. There can be no moment when what is done to me isn’t also done to you and vice. You look like you’re in great shape, go there often?’ I asked. For sure he was in good shape, he had the body of a God. ‘Yeah, I like to keep in shape. No one wants to hire a fat lawyer.’ He said, flashing his smile and dazzling me. ‘So you’re a lawyer? I’m a paralegal.’ I said. ‘No way. Where do you work, I think I would’ve noticed you if you worked in my firm.’ He said. I could definitely see him checking me out. This was going to be easier than I thought. ‘You think I’m going to give that. “Ok, um, thanks Brian.” she said, feeling oddly naked using his real name while standing like she was. So much had changed. The dynamic between her and her younger brother had changed so much that she was truly feeling like the younger, more unworldly member of their twosome. Up until last night and this morning, the two had a fairly well defined relationship, with her providing primarily visual stimulation while she cleaned. With their new agreement, she knew she already had new roles, new.