“It’s an affectation. He’s originally from the Upper Peninsula.”Rebecca stepped into the conference room. “Good morning. Are we ready for th...is?”“As ready as ever,” Marcia replied.Others began to file into the room. Darren recognized Kyle, head of the firm’s Information Technology department. A slightly-built man with a long, narrow face and pencil-thin moustache sat at the table. “Hello, Darren.”“Hi, Freddie.”“Marcia -- I heard the news. If there’s anything you need...”“Thanks, Freddie.”Rebecca. Which isn't your real name,obviously. Have it your way. Believe it or not, I really am trying tohelp." You're trying to help. By accusing me of being a man," Tyler said,catching his tone as he spoke, realizing how weird it was to be sayingsomething like that out loud..."I'm not accusing," said Paul. "I'm just relaying what Jackson said,back in the lounge. Your name is Violet Taylor." Why do you keep saying that? No shit my name is Violet Taylor. It'salways been Violet Taylor." Nope. Sorry, but. I was an opinionated and self-assured women so I had had been in a couple of scraps before, if not proper fights, and with this knowledge, added to the confidence my work outs in the gym had given me in my body, left me sure I was going to kick this girls ass and teach her a lesson she wouldn’t forget in a while.I wasn’t about to give her time to recover and began kicking her in the side until she was forced to roll onto her back. As I dropped my rounded ass heavily onto her prone belly,. . would I have to use that stuff for the rest of my life?" she tried to make up an excuse."I doubt it, but even if you did, would it be so bad? If you could make love to the man that wants you bad enough to jeopardize his own safety, would you pass that up for the sake of a little inconvenience? Somehow, I don't think so. My only worry is that your Dad won't like strawberry." Strawberry?" Beckie gave me an uncomprehending look as she asked."The stuff's flavoured," I smiled as I filled her in..