Glancing at the clock, Nicola frowned. There was no way that could be Trish; Ellie lived a good hour and a half away, and hardly fifteen minutes had g...one by since they left. "Who is it?" Nicola called out, giving herself a once-over in the mirror. Her lush brown curls were caught up in a long, messy french braid and she was still in the little red dress she'd thrown on earlier. "Flowers for Nicola Forth!" came the muffled reply. Nicola smiled. This is just like him. As usual, his timing was. I think I'm all fucked out." "Hey, Suzi? Do you think that strap on... Suzi? Shit, Tim. She's asleep." "Would you really let her use the strap on? It's huge." "Tim, I'm so hard that it hurts. And it's your fault. Sticking your finger up my ass, and not finishing the job." "Shit, Joey. You're becoming as big of a slut and Suzi." "I am NOT a slut!" Suzi said with her eyes closed. "Why did you pretend to be asleep?" Joey asked. "Because you would have gotten up, and I'm enjoying your hardness. Until then I couldn't make use of the Bowden even if we got it repaired in the next week or so."Not yet," I answered with an exasperated sigh. "I've got Ileana talking to them, but I don't expect to hear anything back from them for a few days or so. Ileana said that she would have to broach the topic very carefully and that the other aliens would have to discuss it before she could give me an answer." Well," Dork also said with a sigh, "I hope your idea works out for you. If not, things are. "I set forth to do my best.Juniors dining tastes were strictly meat and potatoes, but I did know a few good steak places and had arranged dinner reservations at one of the snootier ones for 8 p.m. After picking up Junior in the nice black Caddy, I tried to impress upon him the history that our companies shared together and how smoothly our professional relationship operated. Everything done exactly on schedule and done right with never a crisis or last minute emergency that had never caused.