“Like that. Actually. Willing. And not too concerned about how I’ll hear it.”There was a pause.And then a, “Hmm…”I grabbed my dick. I don�...��t know why I thought it made sense to allow that at that time. It may have just been the way she said, “Hmmm…”She spent a fair amount of time thinking before I became impatient. I had my dick in my hand now after all.“You know what I mean?”Maybe that was the first time I’d asked her something twice as opposed to the other way around?“Not for certain. Can you. I looked at the clock, it was give past seven. My father-in-law, my new lover would be home by 8.30…so with a shy but strong feeling of sensuality, I walked towards the bathroom.I have designed my bathroom like a cave. It has stone walls and creepers on it. There are little openings in the walls where I light candles to make the ambience relaxed and calming. I am a woman like that, raw, untamed and uninhibited.So I got into the shower. The water beat every inch of my body. So I changed the flow. Scanning the room, he started to get a curious feeling of unease, like something was about to happen. Suddenly he cocked his head to the side, his long brown hair shifting from the motion. There was an unfamiliar machine smell in the air, and a hum so faint even his ears could barely detect it. Scanning the room, he thought he saw an extremely faint distortion near the ceiling in the center of the room. It had been ages since he had encountered anything so unusual but his curiosity was not. Barringer rarely came into her office; she usually reported to the senior partner's office not the other way around. The woman was someone new to her. She was older than Becky, probably about twenty-nine, but younger than any of the other women in the office. She was small, about 5'2", with a good figure and good taste in clothing. "Becky, this is Katherine Martin, our new associate," said Mr. Barringer. Turning to the new woman he continued, "Becky here is our law clerk. If you need her to.