I stumbled to the bathroom and did the three Ss (Military reference: Shit, Shower, Shave). Feeling halfway human I grabbed a cup of joe and opened the... email stack: routine, routine, routine, get to that later, routine, what?Sheila had left me a message through Gerald. There was no way she should know about Gerald. Why hire a spook, if anyone can find him? My head was about to explode. Then it hit me. This was not anyone; this was Sheila Schwartz, the woman who ran the most exclusive BDSM studio. You satisfied me that you understand what we are trying to do in the marketplace and know how to go about achieving results. You've already proven yourself as an excellent sales manager. This is a step up and a challenge. Do you think you can handle it?" I don't know," I said, shaking my head. "It never entered my mind that you might offer this to me. I'd like some time to think about it. You said Dave thought I could do it?"He nodded. "Yeah, you impressed him. He's my number two guy in this. He's sleeping now and I think I'll get in with him again. I wonder if he'll do me again when he wakes up?My Dearest Eileen;I'm still having a hard time because I'm jealous that somebody else gets so close to you. I don't think I ever want a guy like that. I just want you. His thing sounds yucky. And it must have hurt when it went in you. You don't have to worry about getting pregnant with me, so hurry home so we can be together.I'm almost certain now that my cousin did it to Sue. Isn't that. "Marge, this incredible young woman is my daughter, Brandi." I am so pleased to finally meet you, Brandi," greeted Marge. "Your dad has told me so much about you. I see your concern, Brandi. I am only a guest and nothing more, so don't worry about explaining me to your mother." Phew! I was pretty upset there for a second. I sure don't need to spring something like this on Mom, especially at my wedding! Any friend of Dad's will always be welcome in my home, Marge. Did you meet Dad in the.