According to him, if you can't read false confidence and bullshit from between the lines of quarterly reports, you have no business being in this busi...ness. This keen sense of awareness served Alex well today and throughout the process of setting this up. After all, these two people weren't just picked out of a hat. He'd treated each as he did any of his potential investments. He did his research. He delved deep into their respective histories. He knew their backgrounds, he knew their. I lay on my back. I was spent. Anna curled into my arm, her head on my shoulder. Her arm lay lazily across my stomach, fingers gently toying with my tuft of pubic hair. I could feel her breaths become shallow and relaxed against the flesh of my breasts. I felt content. More content than I could ever remember. “Anna?” “Yes?” She was nearly sleeping. “Why did you not speak to me that first night on the terrace?” She pushed herself up on one elbow. The only light came from the glow of the alarm. We’d lain awake until after 2, sobbing, talking, remembering. Finally, sleep had swallowed us both, thankfully. I don’t think I had dreams or nightmares or anything. I could only wish that last night had been a dream, the phone call just a nightmare. If I’d dreamed, they were gone now. What wasn’t gone was the feeling in my chest, in my belly, that churning that just wouldn’t go away.“Serena,” the quiet form beside me said.“I have to call them,” I said.“Can I help?”More sobs. She was such a. I slapped her again harder, but I was concious of a sudden wetness down below."I think you should go now," I said, and asked Paul to show her out. He just smiled at me and said, "The maintenance man will be here any minute so relax," and then laughed that I'd been so feisty.I wanted Jane gone. I was confused, horny and in need of sex and she was in the way physically and mentally. Paul walked over to us and suggested we sit and drink the drinks he had made, I walked away as he and Jane sat on.