”Smith is my maiden name.Immediately I stood up, slipped my short skirt and my little top off, which left me naked except for my high heels. My husb...nd forbids me to wear panties or bras to work. I took a bottle of champagne from a small fridge and placed it in an ice bucket which was standing ready on a tray with three glasses. I walked through the door which connects my office to his and placed my tray on his desk. Then I turned to my husband's client.“Congratulations Mr McVey. I understand. I'd barely finished when she stood up and casually strolled into the bathroom. I watched her hike up the rest of her skirt and wash her butt off with a towel way too small for that gargantuan ass. It was at that moment that I felt like a true degenerate.Later baby. She kissed me on the cheek and walked out of the motel room humming. I sat on the bed starring at the closed door pondering my fate. I was no better than a real crack [cocaine] head, out in the wee hours of the night scrounging. "So we sat there in the kitchen drinking coffee and talking. Talking about things we hadn't talked about in years. It was catch up time and we both knew it was going to be the last time for us. It was bittersweet but precious to me. As I watched him talk, I wondered how he could be so calm, knowing the pain he was in. The doctor had given him morphine but he wouldn't use it until the pain finally drove him to it. This morning was no exception."So, tell me about your life there in Denver. You. I gain new understanding.We come from an ancient race. Our ancestors rode the wind on gossamer strands of silk. I survey the ship about me thru the ancient organic processors that have protected and guided us down the millenia. Yes, Ages. A flash of calculation fills my mind like a lightning bolt. We have truly been "lucky". Many, many millions to one against.The processors continue the activation. New scents enfold the latest selected commander. Blocks of information swell into its mind..