Of course you are going to be with him again. I’m his office assistant, and I already stepped over an important boundary. I won’t be crossing it a...gain, he is all yours.”“That isn’t want I asked you,” Bella said. “I wasn’t staking a claim on him, Janie. I was asking if the thought of me having sex with Will upset you.”“No,” Janie said.“So you understand how I feel,” Bella shrugged.Janie didn’t say anything for a few moments. She took a small bite of her lunch, thinking. Finally she nodded, and. A huge inglenook fireplace in red brick and a huge piece of oak as an over mantle dominated the room with a cast iron grate on top of the hearth, which was also of brick. The floors were polished light oak. The furniture looked almost accidental, but was obviously chosen to compliment the room. She sat on the green leather chesterfield and patted the space beside her."Robert..." She began. Her eyes bored into his with a steady gaze. " ... I told you once, not to fall in love with me. Do you. .. for God's sake." I grabbed my bag and drink and set off for home. I know I’d said that sex was good and there should be no shame of talking about it, but now it’s happened, I truly take it back. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - “Molly, wake up baby”. It was Marks voice, his gentle tone. He was nudging me slightly to wake me up. My eyes opened and he was leaning over me, a cute side smile appeared on his face. “What time is it?” I asked. “Only half 1 in. Anyways, the main point of this is, along with many many others, one idiom that got made is "What's the magic word?" Something most of us probably heard at a young age when our parents reminded us to say "please" when asking for a chocolate cookie. Unfortunately, we've been doing it wrong. There's bound to be mistakes during a language's early stages. As I recently found out, the magic word isn't "please". Here's how I came to that realization:Ever since my parents taught me to say "please",.