It felt good, and wasn't so bad, was it?" he said.After everything was over, and I knew I wasn't going to die, I had to admit that it felt good. It wa...s certainly a new experience. Not one, I ever planned on repeating. So, I replied, "It's okay, but I don't believe that I could ever get into a habit of doing that." Oh, We aren't going to do this anymore, or, at least I'm not. This was just to get acquainted. In the near future, there will be a woman joining us. She will get the benefit of all. Great use.”“We don’t take in strays, Chancellor,” Charles Utah growled with less menace that Tamara felt necessary. The man talking to them had only recently been introduced to the group, and while he was clearly a man of means and power, his insistence in bringing in his own operator was meeting furious resistance from Charles. “We don’t work with people we don’t know.”“I understand, my good man,” the Chancellor replied, “I so understand you. And that is why we are on our way to meet with him.. She stood, taking my hand, “Come with me,” she said, leading the way into the kitchen. “Bring a chair,” she said.Okayyy – I followed her into our bedroom, bringing the dining chair along with me. She was still wearing the knee-length skirt and cashmere sweater she’d worn to school that day. As usual, pretty but not sexy. Still, though, on her, everything looked good.Once in our bedroom, she told me where to put the chair, then suggested that I’d probably better go pee… “Just in case,” she said.. I’ll be waiting downstairs for you.’ He sat up, momentarily wondering what the hell was going on and when it dawned on him that it could be from Velvet, he jumped out of bed and dressed. It took him less than thirty minutes to shave, brush, do his hair and put on a funky blue pinstriped suit that he’d brought for the occasion. Grabbing the room key, he took the elevator down and was met by the driver, a young man named Chauncey. ‘Mr. Harold?’ ‘Yes?’ ‘I’m afraid that I’ll have to ask you to.