Who's this?" he asked, indicating Bob."Hugo, I would like you to meet Bob Gordon. I'm sure you know of him, even if you may not have ever met him."Hug... looked startled for an instant but then stuck out his hand, "Gordon, awfully good to meet you. I certainly do know about you! God knows you've given us fits in the market for years."Bob took his hand but didn't like the feeling. Bingham's hand was very soft and fleshy and he had a very limp grip. Bob's immediate thought was his handshake was the. " She cracked a half smile, and looked very self conscious now that she had told me her issue. "Well, I'm sure we will be out of here soon," I reassured her trying to keep her calm. All the while I could picture her beautiful body squatting in the elevator, relieving her full bladder. I guess I must have been silent and daydreaming for too long as she started to look at me kind of strange. I came back to reality and realized what she was looking at. I had zoned out too much I didn't even. Peter left his desk at the gate and came down the long line to where the lawyer was standing. St. Peter greeted him warmly. Then St. Peter and one of his assistants took the lawyer by the hands and guided him up to the front of the line into a comfortable chair by his desk. The lawyer said “I don’t mind all this attention, but what makes me so special?” St. Peter replied “Well, I’ve added up all the hours for which you billed your clients, and by my calculation you must be about 193 years. ’ Feeling I had regained my composure, I looked up into his bright blue eyes. ‘Are we going to be alright, then? I know that I overreacted, and I’m going to work on this.’ ‘I overreacted, too. I was really hurt that you assumed the worst, but it was just a misunderstanding. I love you.’ ‘Show me,’ I smiled teasingly. I felt his large, warm hand at the back of my neck, the other had been at my hip, but was sliding lower as his eyes darkened with lust. Suddenly, my heart was thudding in my chest..