...no way!" Jack said entering unannounced. "Jeez Jack you ever hear of knocking?" Trevor asked. "What the hell happened to you!" Jack said giggling. ..."You look like...you look like me!" Jack said pulling his shirt off. Jack was right, Trevor now had a similar physique to his elder brother. "Oh my what happened to my little boy?" Ellen said entering. "My Roommate Brad is a health nut he got me involved in P90X, been doing it for a couple years." He said lying. "That's cool, bet the ladies love. "So I won't be babysitting, today, won't I?" Her dark eyes looked right through Bill, like fiery needles. "You guys are all the same, this is soooooo predictable." Her voice took on an angry tone, Bill recognized the sound of it from the tapes: it was the start of a slow burn. "This happens all the time, I watch the kids for a few weeks while their daddy sneaks his little peaks at me." Her hands clenched in a fist, Bills could feel his blood surge within him. "Then one day, what do you know,. The elevator didn’t move.“Shit—after hours,” Lauren said as she held her badge to the electronic sensor pad.The elevator started moving, and Lauren moved on her husband. She pinned him against the elevator wall and kissed him hard as she ground her hips into his. She felt his pole bumping against her—it wouldn’t be long.Satisfaction guaranteedThe elevator door opened, and she grabbed his hand and ran for her office. Inside, she threw things off her desktop. Her wireless keyboard fell to the. Her boss picked up the line.“Hi, Tricia,” she said, trying not to let her voice quaver from the tension of lying and from the excitement of anticipation. “I . . .””I am not feeling well, Tricia, I have been up all night sick and have had no sleep”“Well of course you can’t, you poor thing. Don’t you worry. I’ll have Gerry give the presentation.”She was nonplussed. She stared at the instrument for a minute.“Uh, can he handle it?”“Well if he can’t do it now, it’s time I found out.” Responded.