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I was going to be late to the office if I did not fly, and I mean like right now! “What’s going on?” my sister asked sleepily as she roused herself up. “Karen,” I said as I bolted toward the bathroom, “I have got to be at my office in 1 hour,” I said as I jumped into the shower before the water had even got warm. “Can I come,” she replied as she swung her feet out of my bed and started toward my bathroom. “I have always wanted to see where you work.” “If you can be ready in like two minutes,” I said as I scrubbed the sweat and funk off me from the night before, “then yes, you can come with me.” I have to hand it to my sister. As soon as I was out of the shower she was in it. By the time I had put on my shorts and slacks and was buttoning my shirt she indian was out and dry. With no underwear to worry about she just pulled on her tattered blue jean shorts and T-shirt and she was ready to go before I was. Isn’t that Murphy working at full speed?! I was actually amazed as to how quickly I was able to drive to work. I hit every last green light between my apartment and the office, making it there in record time. When I walked in I was actually ten minutes early. “Wow,” Karen said as she walked past the rows of cubicles in the main part of the office floor. “So which one is yours?” “I don’t have a cube,” I said as I walked toward the back wall. “My office is over here.” I opened my door and let my sister walk in. The first thing she did was to step over to the window and press her nose against it while looking down at the view of the city7 stories below. “Wow!” she said as she looked across the skyline. “I never knew you had such a fancy office.” Actually it wasn’t much. Standard digs for a junior executive engineer with a few degrees and a few lucky breaks. “Thanks”, I said as I pulled out my chair and fired up my computer like I was actually going to do something. “So,” my sister asked as she took up a position in my spare office chair, “What are you going to be doing today?” Talk about timing. Right when my sister said this Rebecca stepped in through my office door wearing her standard clothing. A short skirt, skin tight top with Hardcore no hose and no bra. “Good morning Dave,” she said as she stepped in while not taking her eyes off my sister. “Sorry I’m late.” “It’s ok Rebecca,” I said as I stood up to greet her. “Rebecca, this is my sister Karen. Karen, this is Rebecca Lancaster, a fellow employee here.” The two women turned to face each other before Rebecca extended her hand in greeting. “Hello,” she said with a very pleasant smile, “I have heard so much about you over the years from Dave.” she said as she looked my sister up and down a few times. Karen, on the other hand was not quite so subtle. As soon as Rebecca walked in the door her eyes became fixed on those gorgeous double D’s. “Oh, hey,” my sister said as she reached out to shake Rebecca’s hand. “Dave has not ever told me anything about his professional life.” “It’s ok,” Rebecca said as she leaned in a little close to my sister. Acting like she was confiding with her she said, “He never really talks about his home life anyway. Like you said, I didn’t even know you existed. His lips slowly worked up to her face, placing light kisses on her chin and along her jawline, finally landing on her lips. What would you call me? 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This is a sad, sweet, tale which echoes a time that many would like to forget ever happened in this country. The last two men walked over to her lifeless body and carried her up. “Yes, you did,” she purred. The room shook. “Shit, what the hell happened?” Dave wondered. You moan and try to push yourself into my face but having your arms held up you Hardcore can't move any farther down.