I could see that Paige wanted to leave. She looked tired, making me wonder if she had worked long hours in order to get away for the weekend. We thank...ed Fred and Nadine, said goodnight to Harold and Janice, and I made sure that Tilley knew she was welcome to stop by the house the next morning before she was to leave for school.Paige waited until we were entering the house before she broke the news."I've been doing a lot of thinking this week," she began."Aw Shit!" I said under my breath."This. I was able to pick and choose my staff carefully, knowing in advance what their personal plans were. I was able to 'help' them achieve better results by solving some of their internal problems, this enabled them to become part of a successful team and allowed the company to reach a size I was happy with. Now I could pick and choose my customers and only did what work was required to keep me comfortable and the company profitable, without having to worry about it.I was working for the company. A romantic weekend for just us!” he said as he reached out and hugged her, kissing her deeply. “Have you got your cell phone?” he asked, “Turn it off, I’m turning mine off, too. For this weekend, the only people that exist are going to be you and me. And maybe the people at the general store if we need provisions!” “That sounds good to me, I can’t believe it’ll just be us, that we can just concentrate on each other for three whole days!” she said, smiling up at him wrapping her arms around. By the time Michelle had finished her reread, the warmth in her gut had already clenched, dampening the space hidden by black boy shorts. Sensitized by the words and by her own fingers’ gentle stroking, she was more than ready to find release. Checking the time made up Michelle’s mind for her; she would write just enough to have a good place to pick up from, then she would come back to her account after she finished. Fun thought- that- but she did have the best of intentions. She was just too.