I knew I could tell her to leave, but that would probably also end my relationship with Hannah. I thought again about my fantasy, and in a moment of m...dness said, “I’ll get the cane, then.”I thought as I went upstairs, that Lauren didn’t even look surprised that I just agreed to get the cane. How could a girl of sixteen years be so knowledgeable and confident? Yet, she just seemed so matter-of-fact about everything, and she managed me so well. Her threat as she was about to speak to Hannah. ." Hush," he admonished, lightly touching his fingertips to her lips. "Virgins scare me to death. And if you change that part of your background, then chances are you wouldn't be here with me now. Never, ever, worry about that again."She sighed, and hugged him. Her shaking had stopped, and as they snuggled, he asked, "Want a little more wine?" motioning to the iced wine in the bucket."I don't want wine," she whispered. "I can have wine anytime. I want you to carry me into that bedroom and fuck. She took a deep drink and stifled her grimace. Denise hated Diet Coke, but Renee had mentioned that with the amount of soda the two girls went through in a given week, it was probably smarter to drink low calorie now than to notice that both of them were putting on weight down the road. Denise couldn't fault her roommate's logic, but they were going to have to discuss which diet sodas were acceptable. Cringing again, Denise slowly walked back into her room.Thinking of the soda situation made. Shawn walked up and hit the buzzer and waited to be let in.Pam heard the annoying buzzer Dwight had insisted on for security. She looked up, away from Jim to see who it was. The security monitor showed a young, not unattractive man. Pam buzzed him in as Jim turned to get a look at the new accountant.Shawn smiled as he saw the door on the right open. He stepped in to see a small office. "My name is Shawn, I'm the temp your company requested." He held out his hand to the man at the desk who.