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    Life: Altered 03.03 ~~ Safe Harbor

              “Excellent.”  She said in a sigh of relief.  He nodded and went out back to fetch the
    file, she bit her lip as he quickly came back and she took one of the cards on
    the glass top and wrote her ‘name’ and her ‘number’ on it.  She
    looked over, and saw the name on the file, ‘Quin P’.  Alice almost growled aloud, and she gave the
    man the card.

              “Thank you so very much, I will
    be back.  I have my eye on that….”  Alice
    pointed to a small gold chain, with a
    single teardrop emerald hanging elegantly from the chain.

              “Wonderful, please do come back Miss Peterson.” 
    He said, obviously irked that she had not bought anything, but
    enlightened that she had her eye on something. 
    In his experience, once a woman got something like that in their heads,
    they rarely gave up until they had it.

              “I will.”  Alice smiled, hurrying out the door, eager to
    get out of the heels and cursing her luck that
    Miss Quin
    still didn’t have a last name.

    ~*~*~*~*~*

              “Dana, focus!” 
    Gale
    yelled and Dana grunted, slamming the ball across the
    court.  She waited for him to volley
    back, but instead he let the ball wiz by and he stood, staring at her with his
    arms crossed.

              “What’s your damage today?  All week for that matter?”  Gale asked, and Dana made her way to the bench, sitting down and mopping
    her brow with a towel. 
    Gale
    moved to her, he was tall, broad
    shoulders and even
    Dana
    had to admit, he was handsome.

              “My friends put me on the spot
    the other day and Tonya
    talked me out of doing something that would be good
    for two people I really care for.” 
    Dana
    said, and Gale sat down.  In his experience a trainer did not just
    train they listened. 
    Dana
    was no dumb jock, he could tell, even
    though people treated her that way; hence her habit of falling into that act.

              “Ok, what did they want you to
    do?  Why didn’t Tonya
    want you to do it?”  He asked in the voice of a trained
    psychiatrist.  He sometimes thought he
    was in the wrong business. 

              “They want me to invest in their
    business, to buy out Francesca
    ‘s half of the Planet.  Tonya doesn’t want me to do it because she
    says it will take away to much time from tennis.” 
    Dana
    sighed, and Gale thought for a moment, his deep green
    eyes clouding over in thought.

    Comments

    1. Someone call a priest Bette’s been posessed by the spawn of satan… she needs an exorcism not an orgasm.. lmao.. why oh why Janet do u do this to us?

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