Five eventful years passed. I got married, graduated from college, moved on to veterinary school, and even got my own house and a new dog. Life was go...ing well. The money I inherited from my uncle and the money from selling his house were currently paying my tuition and my mortgage (the guy was loaded!) and the chest he sent me was sitting above the fireplace on the mantle. I think Vlad sent such a pretty box to be sure I wouldn’t simply throw it away or give it to some charity, which I probably. There were two men including my "chubby".- Excusem, can I join ?- Sure, I am just off jaccuzzi - 2nd man got up and walked out of the jacuzzi. Automatically, my eyes noticed his penis. I think that his owner was playing with him, because it was close to errect.- I hope that you don'r runnaway beacuse of me - I said- But I'm not running away - he laughed outgoing "The fugitive" said- I hope that is not my fault - I said to "The chubby" when "The fugitive" went away to a safe distance- No,. “I’ll take it in my office.” I grinned and moved rapidly to my new office. I walked in to the phone ringing. “This is Even Jones. May I help you.”Morgan’s voice sounded sultry over the phone. “Hi, Evan. I hope you’re doing well this morning.”“It’s been good so far. I’m going through some issues with the plant personnel. It’s improving already. What may I do for you?”“I have news, Evan. The offer was presented this morning and it was countered but only for two thousand more.”I shrugged. “I can. I am also the Anne who spices up her life by fucking men behind her husband's back.It had been five months since I was with the crazy perfume maker in San Francisco. Sometimes I dreamed of his generous toy. But I never went back. I didn't even take his phone calls. The Law of Anne was back in force.Once was all I'd allow myself. Well, two at the most.The little bottles he gave me had long since been emptied. And yes, of course they never had the awesome power they seemed to have in his magical.