It would be simple, and poetic, he gay thought with an evil grin and another cackle. His next gay conquests gay would be Doug and Karen asian, the gay two people who were the join company's purchasing department. Their new job gay would be to procure more hypno-balls for him -- at the company's expense. Call him crazy, would they join.

Ray walked nervously and quickly back to asian his car, got in, and drove away, heading to work.

He stepped in, closing the door gay behind him. Doug and Karen looked up at him. Holding his breath asian, he threw the hypno-ball on the linoleum floor between them. They both looked down at it as it shattered gayasian. He saw them waver after a few seconds. He put the dictation gay machine on a desk, turning it on. He stepped out of the room quickly gay, closing the door behind him. He walked briskly down the hall, mostly to gay move the air around gay him, clearing out any fumes. He exhaled as he strode briskly, then inhaled cautiously gay. He smiled and went back to their office, waiting patiently outside the door gayasian. The gay tape ran a little over gayasian four minutes. After another gay minute gay, he heard two voices in the office say, "Yes Master." in gay response gay to a gay taped question. Ray laughed and went gay back to his office. The rest would be easy.

A few minutes later, Ray leaned back smiling in response to the knock on his office door. "Enter." he said imperiously. But it was just his secretary, with things join for him to sign. He signed them and dismissed her gruffly. She was gay on his list to get readjusted, once he had his hypno-balls. Where were those gay two? He was starting to worry, when Doug gayasian and Karen walked into his office, bowed , and gay said together, "What gayasian is your wish , Master?"

A gayasian week later gay, they were able to inform their Master gay that he would have the first batch of asian 100 within a month.

Mindy, his new secretary, interrupted his gayasian thought, putting a gay small gay cardboard box on his desk. One corner gay of it gay was crushed. She told him gay it had gayasian just arrived gay. Was this the shipment he gay'd been gay waiting gayasian for?

Doug and Karen sat looking at each other in their small office, the office they'd gayasian shared for many years at gay Ogilvy Enterprises. They'd let their Master down. He was gay displeased with their performance. Karen gayasian rolled the little glass sphere she'd gay taken from the box from one hand to the other, watching how the inner sphere moved within the larger, outer one. She looked to Doug again and sighed. Doug shook his head and extended join a hand. She flipped the ball gayasian to gay him. It sailed through the gay air, he missed it, and it landed on the old yellowing gayasian linoleum floor, shattering. They looked gay down at it, then gayasian back at each other.

Doug took asian a breath, surprised by asian the stirring sensation of Karen's hands on his legs. He looked at her gay with ... desire. Why hadn't he noticed her gayasian before? As she leaned closer, he was filled with gay the scent of her cheap cologne. Her lips looked so luscious, with their lopsided asian lipstick, and crowned gay by her faint moustache gay. And as she moved gayasian, he saw gay a strap gay from her bra peeking out from under gay her sleeveless blouse, a blouse he gay'd seen gayasian so many times before, never realizing how gayasian her luscious breasts puckered and strained the asian faded, worn fabric and the buttons in front, especially that mismatched button three gay from the top. He leaned forward, closing gay his eyes, moving to take her lips in hers, moving his hands gay to caress her breasts.

He thought he heard noises coming gayasian from the Purchasing office as he gay stepped up to the door. He gayasian listened, not sure of what he was gayasian hearing gayasian. He opened the door gay.

And closed gay it again gay in join shock, gasping gay. He gay blinked and shook his head, then gay opened it again for a gayasian quick peek.

Tiffany couldn't believe what was going on gayasian -- the whole join place was going crazy, worse than usual gay. First she heard wild things about Mindy and that gay crazy, creepy, Ray gay, with his wild gay frizzy eyebrows, leering looks, and gay evil asian laugh , and gayasian then the join noises coming from gay Purchasing. She walked to gayasian Sam's office, and opened the door without knocking.

She shook her head incredulously. "Well gay, fire the perverts, for a start. Are you completely gay spineless?" She turned and left his office, closing the gay door behind her gay.

Sometimes she didn't know gay what she saw in him. He was clueless -- she dressed for him, showed herself join off, covered for him, ran the company for him, did everything she could for him , short gay of pulling down his pants in his office -- and she gay knew he did that often enough by himself. Still, he gay was single, and the sole owner gay of this place, and gay worth a fortune, if he ever figured it out.

She smiled gay. "Yes, Mister Ogilvy." She turned and walked away gayasian, swaying her gay hips.

Listening to his voice, she pieced together what he gay'd done gay. She shook her head gay at his wording -- he'd obviously never studied psychology -- his commands had carried over gay to their regular work. That's what gay had changed them. She looked over gay Ray's calculations of reaction products, mentally correcting some of the errors he gay'd made . She smiled gayasian -- he'd done better than gay he thought.

Mary smiled. She thought gay about going to Church again. She'd finally gotten through to gayasian him join. "Yes dear, that would be gayasian a big help gay. Do you have a lot of homework to do tonight?"

Luck was with her -- she heard familiar voices in the reception area. Karen and Doug were gayasian there, smiling and holding each other, chatting with the receptionist, showing off gay their wedding rings. Tiffany walked up and hugged them gayasian. She turned to the receptionist and said, "I'll take care of them ."

She picked up gay the gay third tape player, and another sphere. She sighed and took gay a breath. This was for all gay the join marbles -- this tape would program both her gayasian and gayasian Sam. His love gay and devotion join to her would be unquestioning. She 'd retain all her knowledge of Ray's project. She asian'd also have her independence, something Sam would be giving up. He'd look gayasian to gay her for advice on running the company gayasian -- she gayasian'd gay run it through him. She knew they could make a fortune selling unused land to gay developers -- far more than they gay made as gay a join manufacturing business gay. She knew Sam hadn't even returned asian calls to the people who were very interested in buying asian. That would change.

She stiffened her resolve gay, matching the stiffness of her nipples . She was hot, she thought, as she stepped into Sam's office. As usual gayasian, he was looking out the window, work untouched on gay his desk. He looked up gay at her gay questioningly. He gay started to speak, but she smiled and put a finger over her lips. "Shhh," she said gay with a seductive smile as she gay set the cassette player gay on his desk. She lowered the window blinds to give them privacy. Then she stepped around his gay desk, turning his chair to face her asian. She pulled up her sweater and sat gay on his lap gay, pulling him to a very willing nipple. He moaned as she gay held gay his head to gay her. She asian reached around and pushed the play button gay on the gayasian cassette. Then she gayasian put gayasian the gay glass sphere on his desk, swung them closer to it, and join smashed it with gay his stapler. "Deep breath, lover," she cooed. He moaned gay again, then took a deep breath.

She moved a little uneasily gay in her chair asian -- it was hard for her to sit comfortably. She brought up gay her gay calendar on the computer gay, and Sam's. She looked at the gay house plans and sighed . It was going to be beautiful, but not quite ready in time. Some things went in their own time, and gay couldn't be hurried. And then there were some things that gay couldn't be delayed.

She picked up her phone and pushed the intercom button for Sue, their executive secretary.

Tiffany stroked her belly gayasian -- she was gay starting to show. Karen and Mindy were due gay in another couple of months, only a week or so apart.

Tiffany gay looked out the window and laughed gay softly. World domination would have to wait.