So you understand why I need just this one good thing in my life, right? Anyway, we get off and walk our desks (remember he sits right across me?). I ...open up that report I was telling you about and try to work on it for at least an hour. I tried really hard, I swear! But Stan is full of stories today and I can't very well ignore him, now can I? Not when it gives me a chance to stare at his lips all I want!The hours tick by slowly as the din of my thoughts and the ache between my thighs grows. "If I were to remain here," she told him, now that she'd gotten him to actually ask it of her. "We would experience a acute state of affairs. I will soon lose my self-control. My ability to resist the urges of my body. For the next three days, I would attempt to seduce you with every ability and artifice at my disposal, and I might very well succeed before that time is past."C'mell wasn't boasting about her abilities. She'd been created to be exactly what she was — and succeeded at it beyond. After her supper, she looked again at the encrypted paper. She had little experience of codes and the breaking thereof, but was for some reason reluctant to seek help. If there were any kudos to be gained from some great historical discovery, then she wanted it to be hers and hers alone.Try as she might, though, she could make no progress and began to despair. Then an idea occurred to her. She would see if there were any books on the subject! This must be an old code and maybe others had used. I was floating on air, he was so strongand held me so tenderly. I really liked this. Now I know the medicine wasreally working.The music was over and he asked if I would like some punch. I looked up athis blue eyes and could hardly get my words out. I was like a little girl,speechless. He gently took my hand and walked me over to the punch table.Joan was serving and got right in my face asking how I was doing. I smiledand said Steve is a very good dancer. She knew I was OK. Steve chimedright.