Nikki was exhausted, but knew she couldn’t sleep before her punishment with Richard or it would be worse. Nikki looked around her room. It was big, ...but she wasn’t allowed a lot of things. She had a twin bed that had been Juliette’s, but had been given to Nikki because Richard said punishing her was too hard on a cot. There was a small table and a clock that Nikki used to wake up every morning. Nikki could hear the sounds of the family eating upstairs. She heard a movie and then the door opened. Creative artists, photographers, TV production specialists, printers, and the backbone of the creative side, the finishing art department. But all of this collective expertise was useless without the creative impetus supplied by the copywriters, and you couldn’t make a copywriter, because that job was out on the edge where there were no rules. You had to be born a copywriter — and maybe it was going to turn out that he hadn’t been. The thought of being kicked out of the agency made Brian feel. She said that, we should meet in-the flesh, and that she would willingly dedicate “every pore of her body” to care for my needs.The following is my response. Shortly after she received it, we got together, enjoying each other fully, in a day-long “suck-and-fuck-fest"__________________________________________________________Dear “Nurse” Sue, Thanks for the offer. I have every confidence that you would administer to me well, were I in need of your "care". Once again you struck a consonant. I kept following you and your friends, all so cute but you, you really stood out. I couldnt help but fantasize about your life story. I wished I could walk up to you, but I knew you wouldnt accept me, not with your friends around. I needed to get you alone. But how? What am I doing. Im following this girl around probably looking like a creep. So I left.I went out and got in my car and started to drive away, but here you and your friends are, walking out and getting in the vehicle you guys came.