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Chapter three
     
    “Priti!”
    No response.
    “Priti!”
    “What? Damn!” Priti stuck her head around her best friend and boss’s office door. Her big brown eyes bugged comically as she came into the room. The place looked like a paper mill had exploded. “Cass? Where you at, girl?”
    A well-shaped head with a slightly lopsided natural appeared over the edge of the desk. “Where’s that one thing I need to call ole’ boy and ask him to –” while she spoke, Priti stepped daintily over piles of papers and picked up an envelope from the top of the desk. She handed it over. “Ah! Thanks,” and Cass set it right back down and went back to tossing papers out of the file cabinets.
    “Whatchu’ doin ’?”
    “Preparing for the audit.”
    “We’re being audited?” Priti’s eyes got big again.
    “Nu-uh, but Burry ” – Burrell Sandberg, accountant – “said we should prepare for it, just in case.”
    “How is fuckin’ up all these papers prepar ing?”
    “I gotta shred all this! Burry ‘bout had a fit earlier when he saw it. He said not to keep any old records. Just the last seven years tax returns.”
    “You sure?”
    Cass looked up at her and blinked large, cat-like eyes with dark lashes so thick they appeared fake. She cocked her head to the side. “I think that’s what he said. You know I’ve been meaning to clean this stuff up anyway.”
    Priti rolled her eyes at her friend’s back. She’d been saying the same thing since they were kids.
    “Where’s that shredder I bought the other day?”
    The other day being a year and a half ago. Cass had no sense of time and the worst memory for anything other than music and numbers. She could do numbers in her head faster than anyone Priti knew, and remembered every note from every song she’d ever heard. But her office looked like the land that time forgot.
    Priti went to the closet and lugged out a knee high box.
    “Ah! Great,” Cass grinned and clapped her friend on the back, unintentionally pushing her smaller figure forward a few steps. She peered down at the box, then with one powerful yank, ripped open the top and after tossing aside the plastic and Styrofoam packaging, shook the shredder free.
    She s at down in the middle of a pile of papers and plugged it in. She grinned as she started feeding papers into it.
    “Gonna help me?”
    Priti rolled her eyes, and handed her a stack of papers. “Lee’s on his way.”
    Cass’ head came up sharply. “He ’s on his way from the airport? You told him we gotta fly out day after tomorrow? What’d he say?”
    “He said he’ll go with us.”
    Cass smiled contentedly and resumed her shredding. Priti went to call Burry, “just to make sure we’re doing the right thing.”
    An hour later, Priti’s boyfriend Boyd stuck his head in the room.
    “Lee and me are goin’ to get a beer.”
    Cass leapt to her feet, and Priti instinct ively ducked as a long leg swung over her entire body – and the shredder – and dashed out the door.
    Lee turned, grinning as he heard the rapid fire pitter patter of rubber soled socks, and opened his arms as 145 pounds of shapely, scented woman leapt into them.
    Slender arms and legs wrapped themselves all the way around his body and squeezed. He squeezed back, then leaned in to kiss the soft, gloss free lips already parted for his tongue.
    He gr oaned as their tongues danced, welcoming the long-fingered hands that clenched his back and neck, that shoved into his hair and gripped hard as his caressed her ass and sides. He walked her backward until he could sit her on top of the counter and then set to work in earnest.
    Priti and Boyd watched, him leaning against another counter, her leaning against his side eating some popcorn she’d been munching earlier. She passed him the bowl and he took a few kernels, never taking his eyes off the lovers.
    Lee stood throat bared as Cass nipped and tongued his flesh. There was a flush along his lean cheeks, and