"I've got a case for you," she said with as much enthusiasm as contempt. "Designer pillows, disappearing by the dozens. I think it's an inside job." S...spects?" I asked."It's all in the file," she said tossing it on my desk. "I want it figured out by week's end."Figures, I thought. I half-wondered if she wanted me to succeed so it would make her look good or fail, so she could finally hold it over me. I don't fail."One more thing," she added, "bringing in a new hire, worked in that department. Please Dave, please help me out." She started crying again.Dave was floored, here was his best friend, now a beautiful, sexy woman and she was begging him for sex. He pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming, he wasn't."Look, uh, Lauren, if I scr...if I help you, Rory may do something to me like he did to you. If he can change you then maybe he can change me too. Sorry, but as much as I like you, I'm not giving up my life as a man to help you out. Just tell Rory you did it. I tell you. I was making her happy and keeping her satisfied in bed. We were spending every moment we could together. She found out that I had always liked her and had a crush on her, even though she had always treated me like shit. A couple of weeks later, she realized that she was late for her period. On our date night, she wanted me to pick her up some pregnancy tests, just to make sure. She decided that she would take the test in the morning, and stayed the night with me. We made love a few times that. There were respectable men with their wives and children staring at its dreary stone walls. We also saw several ragged boys and girls romping and laughing in the streets. That the neighbouring public-houses were filled with a tipsy crowd was no surprise, save for the early hour, and here and there a few barriers had been erected, and workmen were engaged in putting up more. ‘I wonder what’s going on.’ I said to Dolly. My young mistress caught me off guard by supplying the answer. ‘It appears.