This social event had a special significance because the senior partners would take a first pass at the list of candidates they were considered for pa...rtnership in January. Ten names were on the list but at least 3 or 4 knew it was not their year, this was just a trial run. The recent loss of two partners (Ben and Chet - good riddance) added some frisson.Tonight the senior partners were screening the potential new partners by focusing on the wives and those who would become wives. The question. But that's Pandora for you, always collecting favours. On the outside we had been a sort of item. Well as close to an item as a serial arsonist, who spent most of his time in custody and a hot, nymphomaniac could be.That we both liked sex couldn't be denied and when I wasn't available I had no problem with her spreading it about a bit with other men. To tell you the truth it turned me on. Boo-Ya's tunnel idea had come from our mutual and understandable desire to escape back into the real world. What would he think? What would he say? What would he do? Were we really going to do this? Would he have second thoughts?The door opened and closed. I kept my face buried in the pillow, none too eager to expose my face along with my ass. I held my breath, hoping to hear some sign of his thoughts, but he revealed nothing.Wordlessly, he circled the table. The sound of footsteps. Gentle bumps and thuds. A liquid squirt. And then suddenly, his warm, smooth, broad hands on my shoulders, coating me. "As if," I laughed, "We both know who wears the pants in this family." Why, Valerie, what ever do you mean?" she asked in mock innocence."Uh huh," was all I said as we each took one of little Brock's hands and went off in search of an eatery.As I expected, I arrived at the Council building alone. Miri had opted to spend her time with Brock instead of what she described as "A bunch of stuffy self-important egomaniacs." I tended to agree with her, but I saw these little meetings as a necessary.