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Subject: {ASSM} Luci - Chapter 11 (MF+, anal, cheat?, food, tech, slow, rom....etc, etc, etc.)
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(c) 2008 Victor Echo

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents
are either the product of the author's disturbed imagination and are
used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual persons, living, dead,
undead or mostly harmless, business establishments, events, or locales
is entirely coincidental.

Author's note: Thanks for reading and thank you for your comments.  I am
also online at http://storiesonline.net/auth/Victor_Echo


Luci - Chapter 11

At some point in the middle of the night, or was it the early morning,
someone got the idea that I had not had enough because I awoke to the
feeling of someone kissing my chest.  I was content to lie there and enjoy
it, not really caring if it was a dream or real.  When a hand wrapped
around my stiffening organ, I was more conscious and I was sure that it was
not a dream.  The hand engulfed my cock and only Maureen's was that big.
She was slowly squeezing and stroking it, making it swell larger with each
touch.  Fay was not lying on my left shoulder, but Maureen was resting on
my right, her tongue flicking a nipple making it stand erect and sending
little jolts of pleasurable energy through my body.  That is when I felt
the back of a hand against my side and was an easy guess that someone was
playing with Maureen's nipple as she played with me.

"Oh, yes," she moaned, "eat me, please, eat me, suck my cunt," Maureen
sighed in response to whoever was making her feel good.

At that moment, someone else engulfed my cock with their mouth, her tongue
running circles over the head while Maureen continued to slowly squeeze my
balls and stroke the root of my cock.  Maureen's breathing was becoming
ragged and I felt her stiffen next to me as her orgasm swept through her
body.  She released her hold on my balls as she slithered up my body to
kiss me, her hand resting against my head, her tongue probing the corners
of my mouth.  I kissed her back for several minutes before she broke the
kiss, sliding up beside me, her knees near my head, turned and slid out of
bed.  I did not get a chance to ask her where she was going because someone
took her place and instead of a mouth, their soft pussy covered my mouth.
It was going to be a race.  My own orgasm was close, but the pussy on my
face was wet and the soft lips were very full.  I flicked my tongue over a
very hard clit and sucked it in, rolling it across my teeth.  That brought
me a swift intake of breath from Luci above me and I slid my hands up her
side to pull her nipples while I sucked hard on her clit, her orgasm racing
through her and triggering my own.  I erupted into the soft mouth wrapped
around my cock as Luci oozed into mine.  I lapped up all her offerings as
someone sucked me clean.  Luci slipped off of me and Fay whispered in my
ear that she really needed her pussy eaten.  Who was I to turn her down,
but if Fay was whispering in my ear, then it must be Nikki who was still
sucking my cock.  I felt Luci climb out of bed as Fay took her place and I
slowly licked at her thighs and nether lips.

"Don't tease me darling," she moaned as I did just that.

I found that her sex wet and lapped it up, circling her clit and sliding a
finger in and out of her slash.  Nikki had slid off the bed as well, and I
think I heard the shower running, so it was either later than I thought or
the ladies were having fun in there, or both.  I was going to have to get a
bigger water heater I thought idly as I continued licking my wife.

"Oh, Gary, so nice," she said, as she slid down my body until my cock was
resting at her entrance.  She wiggled her hips, causing my cock to float
over her clit teasing her.  I pushed up slowly, burying myself deep inside
her as she lowered herself down onto me.  Fay sighed with pleasure and
pulled her legs up and out, forcing me deeper into her.  I pushed up into
her again, this stroke deeper than the last.

"Oh, yesssss," she sighed as she held position sitting on my hard cock, a
pole up inside her and I felt her squeeze it with her vaginal muscles.
"Ready?" she asked, looking down at me.

I nodded back at her and she started to slowly move up and down on my cock,
the muscles in her thighs clenching and releasing as she moved, my cock
getting tugged with each upward pull, and squeezed with each downward
thrust.  I could see her twist her hips to run her clit along my cock as
she settled down onto me, each time a little faster and a little harder
than the last.

She was bouncing now, hard and fast, pulling on her nipples as she ground
herself against my cock, her breathing ragged and her strokes uncontrolled.
 My cock was getting a workout, a slight burning sensation was beginning to
heat up my balls and I could feel the rhythmic clenching of my own muscles
as my orgasm approached.

"Oh, Gary, this feels so good...," she moaned, pulling harder on her nipples.
 I slipped a finger between our bodies and started rubbing her clit and
that sent her over the edge, thrashing against me as I pushed up and let
gravity pull me down, until I came deep inside her on one heroic upward
thrust.

"Good morning, darling," I said a few minutes later, as I heard the water
turn off.

"Good morning, yourself," she said, bending down to kiss me, my cock
growing soft inside of her.

I twisted my head and looked at the clock.  It was a little after six in
the morning.  I could hear the sound of rain on the bathroom skylight and a
lot of giggling coming from the bathroom.

"Someone is having fun," I commented.

"Sounds like it," she said.  "Have I told you love you yet this morning?"

"Hmm, no, I cannot seem to recall that," I said, kissing her nose.

"I love you Gary," she said, pulling herself down on top of me and kissing
me deeply.

"I love you too Fay," I said as we broke our kiss.  "Now, what is the plan
for today?"  She slid off of me with a wet slurping sound and curled along
my side.

"I am going into the office until about noon.  I expect there will be a
small army here shortly after 2, and I would like someone to be here to
help with the computer things.  We are supposed to have a preliminary
hearing on Friday.  You have not been formally served yet have you?"

"No, he hasn't," Maureen said from the doorway to the bathroom.

"Good morning Maureen," I said.  She looked beautiful as always.  The light
was behind her and her hair was loose and hanging down her back.  She was
otherwise naked and filled the frame of the door.  She was simply
breathtaking, like the physical manifestation of Aphrodite.

"Good morning Gary, Fay," she said a little shyly, a slight blush tingeing
her face, neck, and chest red.

"Did you sleep well?" Fay asked.

"Very well, thank you," she said. She was going to say something else, but
changed gears.  "Fay, are you expecting him to be served?" she asked.

"Yes, actually, I am, but I am not sure when it will happen.  It might be
as a block on our efforts or Rhonda might try and bring in a new attorney."

"I expected one yesterday," I said, "but that being said, I fully expect a
process server to be waiting when I walk in the door today.  Rhonda will
not let this go simply because her lawyer tells her she doesn't have a
chance of winning," I said.  "However, I am not buying trouble, if it
happens, it happens.  I have a dozen or so people that I can call on and
any lawyer that takes the case at this point is either doing it with their
eyes closed or without full knowledge of the situation.  I would put money
on the latter."

"Well, I had better get dressed then and try and be in the office ahead of
you," Maureen said, stepping out of the doorway and returning to earth.
She was still beautiful, but now it was like the goddess had left her and
she was a mere mortal again.

"We both should," Fay said, partially to me and partially to Maureen.

"Oh, all right, if I have to," I said in my worst Bill Murray impression
and hauled myself out of bed and followed Fay to the bathroom where Luci
and Nikki were just finishing up.

"Did you leave any hot water?" I asked as I stepped into the remains of the
sauna that the three of them had created in the bathroom.

"A little, but you will have to be quick," Nikki said with an evil look.
"Where are my emeralds Gary?"

"On the bureau next to Fay's jewelry," I said, putting shaving cream on my
face and beginning the process of shaving, something I had done since I was
sixteen.  I hated it.  Luci was watching from behind me.

"Did I miss a spot?" I asked, catching her eyes in the mirror.

"Hmm?  Oh, sorry, no.  I was day dreaming, admiring your body.  Normal
things," she said.  I tried to ignore her as I finished up, managing not to
cut myself in the process.  Maybe I took it slower than I usually did
because Luci was paying rapt attention to almost every move my hand made as
I scraped my face clean of stubble.

"Tell you what," I said, looking at her again, "this weekend I will do
you."  She smiled at me and blushed, her face turning rosy and her nipples
hardening.  Fay had been watching the whole exchange and I noticed her
nipples get hard at the thought as well.  Fay walked over to the shower and
started it while I brushed my teeth.

"Can you share a shower with me and keep your hands to yourself?" she asked
me.

"I suppose I can," I said sadly.  "But it isn't any fun."  Luci giggled and
kissed me on the cheek before she went to put her own clothes on.  I was
betting that the three of them would be at work long before I got there.

Fay was in the shower and had started to soap her body by the time I got
there.  She passed me the soap and turned into the spray to wash her front
and I took full advantage of this and started washing her back.

"Gary, you are not playing fair," she said as I rubbed her shoulders with
my slick hands.

"I'm not?  I thought I was," I said.  "You see, if I wasn't playing fair, I
would do this," I said, sliding my soapy hands between the cheeks of her
ass and spreading them, slipping a finger deftly into her anus, causing her
to moan and push down on it, driving it deeper into her.  I slid my other
hand up her flank and captured one of her breasts, making it slippery again
and sliding the palm of my hand over her nipple, which was hard to the
touch.

"No, no fair, eeeeh," she sighed as I slid a second finger in her ass and
pulled on her nipple harder.  She was moving up and down, fucking my
fingers as I slid them in and out.  I changed hands, this time sliding my
thumb into her ass, leaving my hands free to play with her pussy.  I slid
two fingers into her slippery hole and played with her clit with the other
two.  I pulled on her other nipple with my free hand.  I felt her tense,
her pussy and ass clenching my fingers and then flooding them with her
moisture as her orgasm rocked her body.

"No, not fair," she panted as I slid my hands out of her and she turned
around.  She reached around my neck and pulled me to her kiss.  Her tongue
was hot and passionate as she slid her slick body over mine.

"Too bad," I said with a grin as we broke the kiss.  I still had control of
the soap and spread it over my body before handing it to Fay.  She put some
in her hand and then put the bar back on the rest.  Playing with Fay had
raised an erection and she wasted no time in tending to it, soaping up the
length of it and my balls and ass.  She made sure it was all clean, hard
and glistening with soap before turning me to the water to sluice my body
off.  When I turned around, she had started washing her hair, so I started
washing mine as we changed places in the shower.  She waited for me to
finish and turn off the water before she got out of the shower to dry off
and I followed her.

I had the towel over my head when I felt her lips close over the head of my
cock and in one motion Fay had my entire length swallowed.  The muscles of
her throat worked me over as she sucked my cock for all she was worth.  She
slid a finger behind my balls, pushing gently and then slipped it into my
ass.  I came almost instantly, spewing into her throat as she swallowed it
all down.  My knees were weak after that.

She stood up and kissed me again.  "Fair's fair," she said.  I was not
complaining.

Fay started working on her hair while I combed mine into place and went
into the closet to decide what I was going to wear today.  If I was going
to play games, I could either out dress them, or make it seem like I did
not care.  I went the second route and pulled a pair of comfortable cargo
pants off the hanger and a golf shirt and took them into the bedroom.  It
seems that someone was helping me.  There was a pair of thong underwear on
the bed for me and Fay was looking at me in the mirror smiling as she was
going through her own lingerie drawer.

"Am I to take this as a hint?" I asked.

"You can take it any way you want, husband mine," she said kissing me.  She
was holding a brocaded bustier in her hand.  "Help me put this on?" she
asked coyly.

"Now that is not fair," I said as she turned around and rubbed her ass
against my groin before taking a step forward and holding her arms out from
her sides.  If you have never had the pleasure of putting on or taking off
a bustier, they are usually just like a bra, only with a lot more catches.
 You can have a lot of fun doing them up, especially if you do it slowly
and your partner is teasing you with her naked ass the whole time.  I was
hard again when I did up the last catch.

"Thank you, you can get dressed now," she said breezily as she went back to
her drawers.

Sure I can, I thought to myself as I willed my erection to subside.  It was
not happening and I had to force the thong over it.  I pulled my shirt on
and stopped.  Between the time I had put my underwear on and pulled the
shirt over my head, Fay had returned to the edge of the bed and was putting
her stockings on.  And she was giving me a show as she did it, stretching
out each leg, showing off her partially shaved pussy.  The minx.  I was
hard again and I walked over to her, ran my finger through her very wet gap
and kissed her.

"You are a tease, and I love every minute of it.  I will see you later
today.  Call me when you leave and I will find someone to be here if I
can't."

"Have a good day, and don't hurt anybody," she said as I pulled my pants
on.  She was more business like with the rest of her dressing.  She pulled
on a skirt that contrasted with the bustier and a light jacket.  She could
take the jacket off if she wanted to, and I suspect at some point this
morning, she would.  I hope her firm had a good health plan for its older
partners because I suspected she would be making their blood pressure rise
dressed that way.

I made my way downstairs and found a breakfast bar and a bottle of water,
picked up my wallets and put my laptop in my briefcase.  There was a folded
piece of paper on top of it from Maureen:

    Dear Gary,

    Fay is a wonderful woman.  Thank you for introducing me to her and
for letting me spend the night in your arms.  Thank her too for me.
 I hope we get a chance to do it again.  Should I bring Christine?
 See you at work.

    M

I left it on Fay's purse.  I had a good idea what her answer would be.  I
put a note to research water heaters on the memo board and went out and got
in my car for the trip to work.  Nikki had left a note on the seat.

    G,

    Maureen is HOT!  Luci and I have decided that you are not going to
get away without having her over more often.  Expect us to make
your life hell if you even think about not having her around.  Oh,
and when you finish shaving Luci, you can do me and then we are
going to do you.  Fay can watch.

    L&N

I guess that settled that.  I started up the engine, opened the garage
door, flipped on my favorite XM station and made my way to work.  So far
the day was starting out pretty good.  Fatalist that I am, I knew it would
not last.

I arrived at work a little after 9 and made my way to the 4th floor with
out being accosted and unmolested.  In fact, there did not seem to be a lot
of people around.  It was Tuesday and I could not think of any reason why
people would be in late unless there was some sort of nasty accident that
tied up the traffic.  Since I was not listening to broadcast radio, I
really did not know and frankly, I did not care.  I walked into my office
and set up my PC.  My voicemail light was blinking as it usually did in the
morning and I dealt with them as my PC booted up.

"Good morning, Gary," Janice said as she walked in to my office.  "Have a
good night?" She was grinning.

"Depends on who have you been talking too?" I replied.

"Nikki," she said.

"Your face is going to crack if you keep smiling like that," I said.  "And
yes, I had a wonderful night."

"Enough hot water this morning?"

"Wench.  Yes, just enough," I said entering my credentials into the PC.

"Jealous wench," she said.

"Sorry Janice, I really am," I said with all sincerity.

"I know.  Want to talk renovations?" she asked changing gears on me.

"Did you get the floor plans?"

"Yup, loaded and ready to go." She passed me some blank sheets of paper
with wall outlines in the shape of the building with closets, stairways,
bathrooms, elevators and other things that could not be moved from their
current places.

"OK, now we can get to work.  Any word on when the servers will be here?" I
asked, as I put the papers next to my arm, my email box filling up rapidly
with the day's mail.  "What the hell is going on?" I asked as the mail kept
pouring in.

Janice came around and looked over my shoulder.

"Oy, you are not going to like this.  It would seem the Atlanta office is
moving this week," she said.

I looked up at her, my eyebrow threatening to crawl into my hairline.  "And
I missed the email on this right?" I asked.

"You, me, Nikki, Luci, Steve, and Jerry.  Seems Pete found out about it
because the server down there called him last night.  Or rather, the
alerting system did because it could not call the server.  Seems they just
cut it off about 6:30 last night and we are guessing they just rolled it
out the door."

"And we know this because..." I left the question hanging.

"We know this because, when Pete finally got a hold of the admin down
there, they had already moved the server to the new site."

"They being...

"The moving company," she said.

"So, to recap, a moving company moved a computer, rack system, UPS, and
associated paraphernalia to a new site, somewhere in Georgia, without the
knowledge or permission of the site administrator?"

"Oh, they had his permission, for next week," she said.  My phone rang as I
was about to follow up that comment.

"Good morning, Jerry," I said, massaging my temples, my headache already
well on the way to full blown.  I reached for my jar of aspirin as I
listened to Jerry.

"Not so good morning, Gary," he said.

"No, Janice was just giving me a little overview," I replied.

"What sort of damage are we looking at?"  Jerry sometimes has a gift for
understatement

"Well, near as I can figure, it should screw us up royally for at least the
better part of the day from a network perspective.  Email will complain
about not being able to reach the site which will slow that system to a
crawl and back us up into the reserve disk.  Basically, we are going to be
flooding the network with 'where are you' traffic until that set of boxes
comes back on-line," I responded, running the possible scenarios in my
head.  "Of course, this assumes that the physical servers were not damaged
in shipment.  Do we know how long before the new site, which is where by
the way, how long before they have a line provisioned and in place?"

"I think you should come upstairs with me," he said, without any humor.

"I will meet you at the elevators in 2 minutes," I said hanging up the
phone.  "Why is Tuesday always worse than Monday around this funny farm?" I
asked of no one in particular.

"Gary, we are rapidly running out of disk on the email system," Luci said
as she walked into my office.  "Good morning by the way."  She was a ray of
sunshine on the rapidly gathering clouds.

"How rapid is rapid?" I asked.

"At current fill, we are going to be at 90% by Thursday," she said.

"Thursday?"  I was almost incredulous.  "Don't tell me all that mail is for
Atlanta."

She shrugged her shoulders.  I was livid.  "How much is still sitting on
the gateways?"

"Most of it.  That's the issue.  We did not size the gateways to hold a
large quantity of email.  It is supposed to pass it through to the final
system."

"Remind me to correct that little short coming when we redesign.  OK, we
have about 24 hours to think up a brilliant solution.  I have to go
upstairs with Jerry, so get to work," I said standing up and rounding my
desk, giving Janice a little hug as I went by and kissing Luci quickly on
the cheek.  "Oh, and at some point Fay is going to want some network
support at the house.  I am looking for volunteers and this mess here takes
priority."  I headed for the elevators and Jerry was just rounding the
corner as I came from the opposite direction.  Neither one of us was happy
about the way the day was starting out.

"Hell of a way to run a railroad," I said punching the button.

"I understand Craig is less than amused as well.  Seems no one bothered
mentioning this little relocation to him either," Jerry said.

"Is it one of Louise's divisions?  I cannot see her letting them get away
with this sort of crap."

"It wasn't no, but it is now.  The VP in-charge was fired last night and I
understand Louise is already on an airplane this morning to get an
on-the-ground report for Craig.  By the way, we did call you last night but
Fay said you were being questioned and prepped and felt it was better for
you to keep you mind on that problem than worry about this one," he said.

"I don't know whether to be upset or to thank you, so I will thank you and
take it up with my wife when I get home.  I probably would have suggested
joining Louise just to make sure the hardware was alright," I said with a
bit of a laugh.

"That option is still on the table.  Apparently they forgot to tell the
phone company they were moving.  It will take at least sixty days to get a
new line."

"We have less than 48 hours of disk space for email, let alone the network
thrash that we cannot afford to put up with.  We cannot be without that
site for two or more months, it is unacceptable," I said.

"I don't disagree," he said as we stepped off the elevator and walked
around to join the crowd in Craig's office.  Patricia was passing out
coffee as fast as people were coming through the door.

"It is too early for scotch, Gary," she said, passing me a mug.

"Says who," I responded as she passed a mug to Jerry.

"You have a long day ahead of you dear heart," she said, "and we need you
quick witted on this one."  She slid over to Craig's desk and pulled out a
pen and paper.

"I would ask you all to take a seat, but there are too many of you so perch
where you can and I will give you the run down."  There was some shuffling
as people sat or leaned against various objects in the room.

"At approximately 6 PM last evening, the site manager of the Atlanta office
turned off the phones and movers began to remove the furniture and
equipment.  Now where they moved to is a mystery to me, or at least was
until I got a phone call late last night.  Needless to say, there have been
some organizational changes."

"Jerry, what is the state of the network?" he asked looking over at us.

"We are operational, but not having the Atlanta site in the rotation is
increasing spurious network traffic as well as holding up disk space as
email cannot be transferred.  Long and short, we put them back in the loop
or cut them out.  If we cut them out, it could take about two, maybe three
weeks to make sure they are out before we can start the process of putting
them back in.  If we can get them back in before too much longer, it should
settle out by the end of the week," he said.

"What do we need to do?" Craig asked.

"Someone needs to go and reconnect the gear and hope the phone company did
not disconnect the lines at the source."

"How many someones?" Craig was pressing.

"Under the old design, I would have Gary and Janice on a plane within the
hour, maybe send Steve as well," he was looking at me as I shook my head in
the negative.

"Something to add Gary," Craig wanted the rest.

"Yes, I wouldn't send Steve, we need him here in case the routing doesn't
come back up and we need to reroute the traffic in the core, something he
cannot do from a site off the network.  At least not easily," I said.

"What is involved in getting the site reconnected?" Craig was looking at
me.

"Assuming the hardware wasn't damaged and the servers were stopped
gracefully rather than just unplugged, and assuming no other cable damage,
it should take about 15 minutes for initial reconnection, once we get the
gear back to the site, maybe a little less.  Say no more than a full hour
to bring everything up and make it operational again, then another six
hours or so to back it out gracefully so the site can be shut down," I
finished.

Craig was shaking his head now.  "No, the site is not being shut down, but
it sounds like someone jumped the gun on moving it.  When can you and
Janice be on a plane?" He asked me.

"I don't know about Janice, but I am in the middle of a legal proceeding
sir," I said.

He turned to look at Maureen who looked a little confused.  "He's right,"
she said.  "Give me a couple of minutes.  I know he isn't restricted from
travel, but I need to check with the firm to see if it is a good idea that
he be out of state."  She left to call the firm, whoever that was.  I was
betting it was Fay.

"Assume for a moment you can go, how long," Craig was pressing.

"Depends when the next flight is," I said.  There was a time when I might
actually have known when the next flight was but it had been a while since
I had travelled regularly.

"2 PM this afternoon," Patricia said without being prompted.

"Then I guess I will be on the 2 PM flight, assuming I can go," I said as
Maureen walked back into the office.

"And the word is?" Craig asked.

"He can go, assuming a legal representative is with him," she said.

"You or someone else?" Craig asked.

"I can't, too much on my desk, but Christine is available," she said.  Did
I detect a hint of playfulness in her voice?

Craig only had to look over at Patricia and she nodded her head and made a
note.

"Go get packed," he said.  "I expect a briefing by the end of the day.  Oh,
and do you have a company card?"

"No, I don't," I responded.  At one point all the directors were supposed
to get one, but for some reason HR felt I did not require one, something
about me never traveling or some such and I really did not care either way
at the time.

"We will have to get you one.  Do you have room on your cards?" he asked.

"I believe so," I said.  Fay did most of the bills, so I would have to call
her and check.  Heck, I would have to call her and tell her I was going on
travel with Janice for 40 hours.  I was not looking forward to that phone
call at all.

"Spend what you need to and keep the receipts," he said and it was my cue
to get out and get packed.

I found Janice in her office.  "Go get packed," I said as I swung around
her door frame.

"Oh, where am I going?" she asked.

"We are going to Atlanta," I said.  "I will meet you at the airport at
eleven.  The next flight out is at 2 PM and we should just make it, but
only if we hurry."

"Have you told Fay?" she asked as she gathered up her belongings.

"Nope, I have to do that, get a hold of Christine, pack, and find out about
tickets," I said.  "No pressure," I said with a laugh as I headed for my
office as she headed out the door.  My cell phone rang before I made it to
my office.

"This is Gary," I said, flipping it open and rounding my desk.

"Hi Gary, it's Patricia.  I have three tickets waiting for you, Janice and
Christine at the Interair desk.  They have been paid for but they are first
class, I hope you don't mind," she said, with a grin in her voice.

"Thank you Patricia, you are a doll.  Has someone sent Christine on her
way, I don't have a number for her.  For that matter, I don't even know
where I am going," I said.

"Maureen has called Christine.  Louise will meet you in Atlanta and take
you from there.  She knows you are coming.  Do have a safe flight."

"Thank you.  See you soon," I said and hung up the phone and switched off
my PC.  I took a quick look around my office in case there was anything I
needed.  I did not see anything so, packing my PC into my briefcase, I
headed for my car.

I arrived at the terminal at ten minutes after eleven and both Christine
and Janice were waiting for me.  I had grabbed a sport coat from my closet
and threw a change of underwear and another shirt in my briefcase.  I had
then spent the better part of 15 minutes emptying all the things that I
routinely carry in my briefcase so I could get through airport security.  I
would probably want most of them, but I would have to do without, or yell
really loudly when I got to Atlanta.  Maybe I could find a department store
and at least pick up a multi-tool before we headed out. When I was certain
I was "weapon free," I headed to the airport.  Janice had a small bag and
her purse and Christine had a briefcase and her purse along with a small
bag as well.  I do not know what Christine had started the day in, but she
was wearing tan pants and a light pink cotton sweater.  It actually made
her look cute, a far cry from the first time we had met.

"Ready to start our odyssey ladies?" I asked as I stepped up to them.  "Our
tickets should be waiting for us and then with luck we should clear
security in time to get something to eat before our flight."

"Lead on," Christine said.  "I am just here to keep you out of trouble."

Somehow I was not surprised she would say that.  I had forgotten to mention
to Fay that Janice was going with me, but she seemed to know because she
asked me to keep Janice out of trouble.  Maureen must have told her.  We
picked up our tickets and boarding passes and managed to get through
security without a strip search and had a few moments to grab a burger and
some coffee before they paged our flight.

It was a fairly new Airbus and we were the on the second of a three leg
flight shuttling people down the east coast to Miami.  The plane was fairly
well populated with vacationers.  Even first class was full as we took our
seats.  Janice and Christine sat together and I sat in front of them next
to an older gentleman who looked like he was on his way to his Miami winter
home.  Of course, it was almost March, so maybe that would be his summer
home?  I had bailed out of the office without so much as a configuration
guide, so after the flight attendant offered me a glass of wine, I settled
back to enjoy a brief hour or so of rest.  I must have been tired because I
don't even remember the take-off, but the landing was bumpy, as we came
down through a rough cell of weather outside Atlanta.  It was raining hard
when we stepped off the plane and made our way through security to the
outside.  Janice spotted Louise first and she did not look happy.

"Welcome to Atlanta," she said in a rather humorless imitation of a tour
guide.  "Home of peaches and stupid people."

"Now Louise," I said, "mustn't make the locals feel inferior."

"I don't know about the locals, but the people we have working for us need
a good swift kick in the rear.  You have your work cut out for you, Gary,
and you will not like what you find.  Let's get the three of you checked
into the hotel first, then you can go and give me your professional opinion
of how dumb these people really are."

To say that Louise was in a fine mood did not begin to cover it.  If it was
possible for steam to come out of her ears it would have, she was that
angry.  Patricia had put the four of us in a hotel by the airport.  It was
nothing to write home about, but it was a bed.  By some act of nature, or
fate, I had an adjoining room with Janice and Christine and Louise were on
either side of us.

Louise took us to the old office space first.  There was not much left in
the place, a couple of bare walls, some closets, some left over sticky
notes littering the floor here and there.  It looked like most of the space
had been a set up as a prairie dog farm.  Cubicles as far as the eye could
see.  I was guessing over 200 people worked here.  I did a 360 slowly and
tried to get my bearings.

"Louise, where was the network?" I asked as I really could not find a site
that would qualify as a secured location for the four servers I knew they
had here at one point.

"I told you that you would not be happy," she said as she walked us over to
a pole about halfway down the floor.  Hanging from the pole was what looked
like a phone cable.  On second look, I knew that it was the data cable, but
the plastic that connected it to the network was missing.  In fact, it
looked like it had been ripped off because the sheath was ragged and
several of the internal wires were broken off.  I looked around on the
floor but could not see any of the missing parts. Next to it was another
piece of phone cable that had been neatly cut.  There were numbers written
with a permanent marker on the wire which I copied down in my notebook.
The indentations in the carpet indicated that a rack of some sort had once
been here, and judging by the impressions, it had been heavy.

"Gary," Janice said from about 10 feet away, "is this what I think it is?"
She passed me a large piece of grey plastic.  One end had a cable bundle
coming out of it and it had been cut.  The other end had several large pins
sticking out of it.  It was, or had been a CSU/DSU cable from a router to a
high-speed modem.  My blood pressure went up a tick and I pulled out my
phone and dialed Jerry's number by heart even though I had it on speed
dial.

"Information Services, this is Missy.  How can I help you?" Missy always
sounds friendly.  I tried not to growl.

"Missy, it's Gary," I did not have a chance to say more.

"Hang on, he's been waiting," she said as she transferred me over to Jerry.

"How bad is it?" Jerry asked.

"I would ask you to guess, but that would not even begin to be close.  I am
standing in the remains of the old site, and I use that term very
critically.  I am holding an CSU/DSU/Router interface connection in my
hand.  You will note I did not say cable.  Just the head.  It has been cut
and there are bent pins."  Jerry whistled.

"I will get the spare parts going," he said.  "Last overnight out is 7 PM."
It was a little after 3 now.

"I will get you a shopping list," I said and rattled off a couple of tools
I would need.  I was just hoping the phone line still worked.  I gave him
the routing numbers off the phone cable just in case and hung up.

"Let's go see the gear," I said with a sinking feeling.

We dodged the raindrops out to the car and Louise seemed to drive us across
town.  Rush hour traffic and the weather made the trip longer than it
probably should have been.  It was near 5 when we pulled up in an office
park and got out.  The doors were locked.

"You don't have a key," I said knowing she did not.  I pushed the security
button and waited for an answer.  It took about 10 minutes before a
disembodied voice answered.  And another 2 minutes before they told us that
if we did not leave promptly, the police would be called.  I suggested she
worry more about her job, I would be calling the police myself soon enough
but let it drop.  We were wet and very cranky.  We made our way back to the
car to plot our next move.

"Want to take bets on the place being open tomorrow?" I asked.

"No," Louise said.  "But I suspect you have an idea."

I had a couple, none of them pleasant and one of them involving a rock and
a plate glass window.

"Let's go back to the hotel, find some dinner and call in the status
reports.  Then we can figure out where we go next."

Nods all around and we were off.  We pulled into a steak restaurant on the
way back and had dinner and wine.  I had called Jerry from the car to let
him know there was no need to send equipment yet, I suspected that there
was no equipment that was usable and we would have to work up more than a
couple of cables.  I then called the network team and told them to start
the process of removing the site and cleaning up the debris that the
process would create.  I then called Luci and told her to start scavenging
disks and I would send her suggestions later in the evening if she did not
come up with some of her own before then.

Back at the hotel, we set up camp in my room.  With Janice's room
adjoining, we could conduct warfare on two levels.  Christine and Janice
went to work drafting letters of access so we could get into the building
and take ownership while Louise and I called Craig and brought him up to
speed.  It was close to midnight when my cell phone rang.  Janice had just
hung up with Craig and it was Maureen's number calling me.

"This is Gary," I said with some confusion.  I was stupid with fatigue.  It
had been an intense few of hours.

"You sound like I feel Gary," she said and she did sound tired.

"Yeah, long afternoon.  Good thing I slept on the plane.  What's up?"

"Craig, Patricia and I will be there on the 9 AM flight.  Can someone meet
us?"

"Craig didn't say anything and we just hung up with him," I said.

"He didn't know," she said.

"Yeah, we will have someone there.  We will have to get another car."
Louise looked up at me as I said that.

"See you in the morning then.  Get some sleep."

"Night," I said and hung up.

"What?" Louise said.

"Just a sec," I said, dialing home.

"You're still awake?" Fay said when she picked up the phone.

"Still and I doubt I will be home tomorrow," I said.

"So Maureen tells me.  Go get some sleep.  I suspect you will need it
before this mess is over.  I love you," she said

"I love you too.  'Night," I said hanging up.  I turned to Louise.  "The
cavalry is coming.  9 AM tomorrow, Craig, Patricia and Maureen."

"We found the company that leased them the space," Janice said coming in
from the other room.  "At least I think we did.  A parcel matching the
description anyway but no one is in the office obviously,"

"Why not?" I said. "It's only midnight.  Are they not interested in making
money?"  I was kidding and the room was too tired to laugh.

"Bed, people," Louise said.  "Gary and I will go and get the boss, so wake
up is 8 for you two and we will meet downstairs at 7:30," she said looking
at me.

Louise let herself out leaving the three of us alone.  Christine looked at
me and then at Janice as if trying to come to a conclusion.  Janice went
into her room and locked her outside door and came back into my room where
she walked over to the king-sized bed and pulled down the covers and
proceeded to take her pants off.  That settled it for Christine who sat
down on the edge of the bed and tugged off her shoes.  I simply shrugged my
shoulders and locked my outside door.  Louise was on the far side of
Janice's room as the layout went so it was unlikely that she would hear
anything, although I was far too tired for any sort of fun and games at
this point in time.  I went into the bathroom to get ready for bed and
found a very naked Christine waiting for me when I came out.  Janice had
gone across to her bathroom, so Christine slipped past me with a kiss and
went into mine.

Janice came out a moment later also naked.  It had been a long time since I
had last seen Janice naked.  She was still an attractive woman, filled in
here and there with the years, but still a very sexy lady.  She had a
pleading look in her eyes and I gathered her into my arms and held her and
she cried against my shoulder.  I let her have her cry, rocking her gently
in my arms.  At some point Christine had come back and I had heard her slip
between the sheets.  Eventually, Janice finished crying and looked up at me
with red rimmed eyes.

"Feel better?" I asked brushing a few wayward strands of hair from her
face.

"Yes, thank you," she said between sniffles.  "I get so jealous sometimes,
not that I have any right to, but I do.  It felt good to do that."

"Good.  Now, we, the three of us need sleep more than we need anything else
tonight," I said, trying to sound stern and I not really succeeding, "so
into bed with you."

I wound up being pushed next to Christine and Janice curled up on the other
side.  I think we were all asleep in minutes.

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Victor Echo
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