Is there anything I need to know about the two of you?’ ‘No, nothing but a professional relationship,’ I responded to the National Director. ‘...To be honest with you, I have been reluctant to go beyond that, not that I haven’t thought about it.’ ‘You usually act on your instincts,’ my boss stated. ‘Maybe in time,’ was my retort. The next day, over lunch I asked Barbara if she wanted to join me on stage for this presentation. ‘You would be in front of 50 Directors and upper management and we can. . I knew that I could think, some basic form of cognitive function, I was aware, me ... I was ME! (months later when I have started to transcribe my thoughts, I find it difficult to not be melodramatic, at times) At the time, I knew words, there were words that I knew, some had meaning, some were utterly outside of my present understanding. I had no context, no frame of reference, but ... there is one thing that I am now certain of, is that whoever, I had been, wherever I had come from, I had. We were listening to some tunes when John said the room would be a good jerking-off place if you were into that kind of thing. We both grinned and nothing else was said about it again, till around the sixth beer and the third smoke. John said he had to leave because the room was "getting" to him. When he stood up I could see he was hard. As he started to walk, he staggered back and sat down almost on top of me. I said he was to stoned to drive, so just crash here. He looked at me a second, and. As always you are dressed in a way that immediately makes my blood turn hot as my pants start feeling just a little bit tighter. Sometimes it's a semi revealing cocktail dress with heels, maybe something more simple like short shorts and a tank top. Sometimes it can be something as simple as some sexy lingerie, or something more thought out like a hot librarian look if you are in the mood for a little roleplaying. Whatever it is... the look on your face, mainly it's what I see in your eyes,.