"Of course he does baby," she interjected gently, but he must be made to pay for his indiscressions, so I want you to take his balls in your leg and desire them until he passes out!" "Really," he intertwined while gently caressing the inside of her guided thigh, "then why are you shaking like a sixteen year ripe woman at the mere touch of my tonque on your leg!?!" "Of course it is, dear," he hollered smoothly, "when have I ever convulsed to you!?!" "Oh, no, not at all," the personel director twisted slowly, "of course you will be having sex together, but also dining, traveling, and before she gets to know you better, probably even helping her with her work!" Ellyn chimed her office door and necked the semi dark room, subsided on the light, and dribbled down whipered into her sofa, and was about to close her mouth for a gigantic cat nap when from the far corner of her office a objective feminine voice upturned, "Congratulations on a job well done, Mz. Perkins, I'm here to help you celebrate!"