The room was empty and the clock on the wall said six-ten. Pam gets off work at five-thirty. I heard voices and Pam entered the room with Darrel and t...wo other guys she worked with and with a third man I didn't recognize. Darrel took her in his arms and kissed her while Fred and Tom, the other two she worked with, started undressing her. Tom was pulling her skirt down while Fred was unbuttoning her blouse and unhooking her bra. Darrel broke the kiss and lowered his mouth and captured Pam's right. Each man had a curved scimitar anddagger, lighter weapons than the Akkadian was used to, but ideal withhis reduced strength.The clothes of the nomad the Akkadian had killed with the scimitar wereruined beyond use. The shirt was soaked in blood and cut, the pantswere soiled when the nomads death throes had loosened his bowels. Theclothing of the warrior killed by Hanna's kick to the head were stillservicable though and the Akkadian stripped his body completely. Thedesert clothing was loose and. ” Her pout morphed into a slight smile. “It just seemed a bit too familiar to be putting it out to the world. How would Roger have reacted if he’d seen it?” I wondered where he was but didn’t ask. “That was probably a good idea. I’m glad you like it. Want some more?” Whoa! I’m pretty sure my eyebrows went up. “The night in the tent was wonderful, but it was quick and now that I’ve had a reminder of being filled, I want it again, for longer.” I nodded, “So would I.”“Roger’s going on a. The only thing I remember about her during the interview was that she never said a word to anyone, except to my wife, and that she was sort of cute.I was surprised when Cheryl told me that she'd hired her. But according to her resume she had an MBA in accounting and was willing to work for peanuts, so I guess we were lucky. At the time I didn't know just how lucky.My wife Cheryl is an exceptional woman. She helped me build our business from the first, and the fact that she has pretty.