Is off, but you hear music–soft music. The bedroom door is closed, so you open it. As you enter, you see still more candles: on the dresser, on the ...night-stand along the wall under the light switch, on the window sill. The smell of incense hangs in the air like a dream, and the bed is decked with white sheets, and red rose petals. ‘Where is she?’ you ask yourself aloud, as you stand there taking in the sight, feeling a stirring in your pants that you haven’t felt for a while. You hear a slight. ’ Bruce started. Bruce was a big guy who came up the ranks as a production and sale employee. He always looked out for his ‘money makers’ as he called them and rarely noticed the support staff. ‘That is fine Bruce but frankly if Brent is going to be here I would like a member of HR here also. If that can’t be arranged I have no problem discussing the matter with you privately but I see no reason for a salesman to be directly involved in an issue between department heads.’ I kept my voice. So while she works on getting grades in the computer, Luke works on playing catch up with his work.“Are you thirsty?” he asks“Sure,” she answers, not looking away from the laptop. She is hard at work, hoping to get done quickly.Luke gets up, goes out into the hall and returns with a soda. He sets the can on the desk next to Candace. She gives him a quick kiss and returns to her work. The boy just stands behind her silently.“What are you up to?” she asks.“Nothing,” he replies.Candace still. ”Greg regretted the outburst before he even finished talking, but he was completely out of ideas. He expected his moody daughter to agree with him, but all she did was get up in a huff, grabbing her beach bag, and stormed off angrily in the direction of the sand. He watched his daughter walk away, and despite being angry with her he couldn’t help watching the pendulous sway of her ass. Her bikini barely covered her firm, round cheeks, and it was easy to see through her mesh wrap. He’d never.