The Intern Part II

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He caught only a couple of sentences of Lisa's, <I>“I don't plan to stay here, so you can go ahead and do whatever you want.”</I></div> <bR> <div> He heard Joan call her a bitch and some other noises he couldn't recognize.</div> <bR> <div> “You shouldn't be eavesdropping,” Spencer's voice whispered in his ear, almost making him jump.  Spencer's hand went over Chris' mouth, “Shhh, be quiet or she'll hear you.  You need a ride home?  I'll drive you,” Spencer offered.</div> <bR> <div> <I>Oh shit, I'm in fucking trouble now</I>, he felt stupid jeopardizing his internship just because he was nosy.  His boss catching him was a bad sign.  He followed Spencer down to the parking garage and remained quiet as he got into Spencer's two door silver BMW.  Spencer turned on the engine and drove him out of the city, but not towards his house.</div> <bR> <div> “Where are you taking me?”  Chris asked him.</div> <bR> <div> “Are you hungry?  You like sushi?  There's a nice sushi place just a few miles down the road.  I don't want to run into anyone from office while we're there.  We need to talk,” the sound of Spencer's voice seemed malevolent.</div> <bR> <div> <I>Chris froze up in fear, oh shit he's gonna fire my ass for this, I know it</I>, Chris panicked thoughts ran through his head.  Spencer drove into a driveway of a fancy looking Japanese restaurant, and gave the car keys to the valet.</div> <bR> <div> “It's nice to see you again, Mr. Collins,” the valet greeted him.</div> <bR> <div> The maitre d' greeted Spencer by his last name, “Would you like your usual room Mr. Collins?”</div> <bR> <div> “Yes, thank you,” Spencer complied as they both followed the Maitre d' back to a private room with a sliding door.  They both were instructed to take off their shoes outside the room.  It was one of those typical Japanese private rooms, sunken floor, table and pillows so the table was slightly raised from the ground.  Spencer ordered large hot sake and a side order of edamame. </div> <bR> <div> Soon as the sliding door closed, Spencer had his first shot of sake and then poured Chris some.  He was ready to talk.</div> <bR> <div> “I wanted to have complete privacy.  Look, sorry I sneaked up on you like that…but there's stuff you don't know about Joan.  I didn't want anyone knowing about what I'm gonna tell you,” Spencer said quickly after taking a deep breath.</div> <bR> <div> “I'm not fired am I?”  Chris asked him.</div> <bR> <div> Spencer shook his and head and answered his question, “No, not by a long shot.  You're doing a great job regardless of fucking office politics.  Just do not ever get caught, because she can be the biggest bitch if she unleashes on you.  Trust me; you do not want to feel her wrath.  This isn't any of my business asking you this, but I'm also taking a huge risk myself.  Anything you say to me here will not leave this room and whatever I tell you can never leave your lips, ever.  You and Lisa, have you fucked her yet?”</div> <bR> <div> He was shocked by his boldness of his words but this wasn't completely unexpected.  Chris hesitated in answering.</div> <bR> <div> Spencer repeated himself, “It will not leave this room, I will not repeat any, I mean any of this… to anyone.”</div> <bR> <div> Chris took a long sip of his sake and then Spencer poured more into his cup and then Chris said softly, “Yeah, we've had sex, just once though.”</div> <bR> <div> “Since then she stopped wearing her cute skirts and no underwear?”  Spencer asked and then Chris froze up and then his heart sank.  “You think you were the only one she's fucked over?  Do you know how many blow jobs she's given in that office? She's a great worker, she really is, and she's got the legs for it, but you don't go around fucking guys at the office and then give them the cold shoulder.  That's just not right.”</div> <bR> <div> Chris was speechless, he didn't know what to say, if anything.</div> <bR> <div> Spencer kept talking, “I'm sure she gets off on her power trips, I'm really sorry that you had to experience it this early on.  I'm gonna start interviewing for Lisa's replacement in the next week.”</div> <bR> <div> “What?”</div> <bR> <div> “Why you think she's been spending so much time with Joan?  She already gave me her notice on Monday to give me a heads up.  Sorry you had to hear about it this way,” he concluded his announcement and looked at his menu; he was ready to order.</div> <bR> <div> Chris' appetite disappeared; he should have known that he was headed for disaster.  When they were both ready to order, Spencer pushed a button and a waitress came in to take it.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B>***</B></div> <div> <B>Late afternoon, Friday</B></div> <bR> <div> Chris and Lisa didn't interact much all day, he was looking forward to Spencer's party that evening, he made sure he had enough bus fare with him that day and the bus routes written down.  </div> <bR> <div> “Sorry I didn't get out of the meeting with her on time.  Did have a ride?”  Lisa asked Chris after a long silence.</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah I got home okay,” Chris said coldly to her.</div> <bR> <div> “I'll be late to the party, but I'll give you a ride home.  Besides I need to talk to you anyways.  I gotta leave early, gotta do a family thing, I'll see you tonight, okay?”  Lisa asked him as she packed up her stuff and locked up her workstation, ready to head for the door.</div> <bR> <div> “Sure,” Chris replied back, not paying much attention to her.</div> <bR> <div> It took three buses to get to Spencer's house, but he got there by six thirty.  Spencer offered him something small to eat, like a sandwich.  He was very impressed with Spencer's place, it was a one bedroom, but it had a huge backyard, with a big barbecue and a small pool and hot tub.</div> <bR> <div> “Not my house, I've been taking care of it for my uncle while he's in Europe.  I expect an eviction notice coming from Paris or someplace like that any day now,” Spencer explained to him as he took him from the kitchen out to the hallway, to an office in the back of the house.  “Let's talk for a bit.  You're probably wondering why I asked you to come here early.”  Chris nodded and sat down at a leather couch in the office.  The office had two computers in there, it was pretty nice, the blinds were drawn, and Spencer turned on another lamp, so it wasn't so dark.</div> <bR> <div> “Sun gets hot in here,” Spencer said, but Chris knew it was a lie.  Spencer sat down next to Chris, flipped his hair back, and with a serious look on his face stared into Chris' eyes.  “I appreciate your honesty the other day, I'm sure it was hard for you to hear.  I'm really sorry I had to tell you all that. But there's more to the story.”</div> <bR> <div> “Like what?  What do you want?”  Chris asked him, annoyed with him; he knew he had a hidden agenda.</div> <bR> <div> “Lisa became Joan's little pet for a reason…” Spencer told him anyways, the one thing that Chris didn't want to hear.  He suspected that Joan was attracted to women, could have been the reason why Lisa spent so much time in her office.  “Joan likes her pussy tight and mouthy and Lisa fit that bill.”</div> <bR> <div> “Is that why she's leaving?”  Chris asked him, still mad at his boss.</div> <bR> <div> “Probably, I dunno.  Lisa's going through personal stuff at home too; I don't know anything about it.”</div> <bR> <div> “So is there anything else?”  Chris asked keeping in mind what Lisa told him earlier this week.</div> <bR> <div> “This isn't why I asked you to come over early.”</div> <bR> <div> Without any warning, Chris felt Spencer's lips pressed against his.  He kissed Spencer back and then pulled away.  <I>What's the fuck wrong with me?</I>  Chris thought to himself.</div> <bR> <div> “This isn't right,” Chris said softly.</div> <bR> <div> “I know, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that.  If you want to walk away right now, I respect your decision.”</div> <bR> <div> “But--”Chris started to say until Spencer kissed him again, this time he felt his hard cock rub up against his leg. “God…” Chris moaned as he felt a nibble on his ear, his cock got hard. He tried to put it out of his mind.  “Look Spencer, I think you're totally hot, but you're my boss.”</div> <bR> <div> Spencer kissed him again and this time, his hand coupled Chris' hard cock under his pants.  Oh fuck, Chris moaned to himself as he felt Spencer's tongue dance around his, he visualized his tongue stroking the shaft of his hard cock.  Spencer got on his knees, he quickly unzipped Chris' pants, admiring his very hard long cock.</div> <bR> <div> “Lisa enjoyed sitting on it didn't she?”  Spencer asked him before he kissed him, hard.  “I've wanted to fuck the minute I met you.”</div> <bR> <div> Spencer took off shirt and pants, his hard cock stood straight out; Chris noticed aside from the line of hair going down his chest to his belly button, he hardly had pubic hair.  Chris touched Spencer's cock, felt his soft balls below his hungry hardness.  Spencer knelt down in front of Chris, with his tongue, he stroked Chris' shaft as he kept his head back.  He could hear his hard cock reach to the back of Spencer's throat; he kept going faster, slower, with some of his fingers on his balls and the other hand on his own cock.</div> <bR> <div> “You've been wanting to fuck my tight ass, tonight's your chance,” Spencer dared him.  Spencer pulled out a towel out of the closet in the room and put it on the floor; he laid down, motioned for Chris to come to him.  He pulled his face towards his, his tongue pursued his, his kissing was rough, hard, and Chris' cock throbbed from the thought of fucking him.  Spencer handed him some lube and a latex glove.  Chris put the glove on his right hand; poured enough lube, the other hand massaged Spencer's perfectly shaped balls.  He slowly inserted his finger into Spencer's tight ass; it was obvious from his limited experience with other men, he'd never done this before.  </div> <bR> <div> “You're doing just fine,” Spencer assured him before telling him to stick his finger deeper into him.  Chris wanted to have Spencer's hard cock in his mouth, but from his own throbbing he was more interested in fucking him.  More fingers went into him, Spencer spread his legs out and back, teasing his cock to come near his beautiful cheeks.</div> <bR> <div> Chris pulled out most of his hand as he heard Spencer's loud moaning. He put the condom on his hard cock, and made sure there adequate lube on it.  That final moment, Chris thought about the times as a teenager, he'd rub his cock up against best friend Jerry's ass when he'd stay over in his bed.  He remembered how great it felt back then, as he inserted his hard throbbing dick into Spencer's tight ass.</div> <bR> <div> <I>Oh god</I>, he felt his legs quiver and jerk beneath him as he felt Spencer's tightness throb him more.  He kept going until he knew he was ready to come.  He pulled his cock out, the condom came off.</div> <bR> <div> “I wanna see you come,” Spencer said to him as he pulled Chris' waist towards his stomach.  Spencer's hands played with Chris' balls while Chris masturbated his cock over Spencer's navel until all of him came out.  He watched Spencer come too, he'd never felt this way before, how different it was being with a man, vs. a woman.  Spencer pulled his head down, kissed Chris hard and pulled him close to him in a very long lip-lock.  Spencer pulled Chris on top of him, his thighs groped against his still slightly hard cock.  Chris felt something wet in between them.  “Don't worry about it, you weren't finished yet anyway. Kiss me,” He heard Spencer tell him as his eyes looked through his.  Every touch sent goose bumps up and down Chris' body; he didn't want this to end.</div> <bR> <div> On the floor with towels underneath them, he looked at Spencer and took a deep breath, he seemed to have understood.</div> <bR> <div> “We should take a shower and get dressed before guests arrive.  Bathroom's next door, there's a clean towel on the rack and whatever you need.  You okay?”  Spencer asked him.</div> <bR> <div> Chris nodded and said, “A little sore, but yeah.”</div> <bR> <div> “Okay I'm gonna head for the other bathroom and do the same thing.  Take your time and hang out in the back if you want,” Spencer suggested to him before wrapping the towel around him and left the room.</div> <bR> <div> The remainder of the party, Chris socialized with everyone else and didn't speak to Spencer much.  Chris couldn't stop thinking about it, about Spencer, about Lisa and the whole mess.  He wished he wasn't an intern here, <I>is this what's working world all about?  Sexual demands and lies?</I></div> <bR> <div> Lisa never showed up, now Chris was stuck at Spencer's house without a ride, no buses to his house ran this late.  Chris stuck around until the end of the party, he hoped that Spencer would give him a ride home.</div> <bR> <div> “Sorry about Lisa not showing up,” Chris heard Spencer sneak up behind him as he sat by the pool, still very quiet.  “I'd give you a ride home, except I've had way too many drinks.  I have several guest rooms; you're welcomed to any of them.  I'll be happy to drive you home in the morning.”</div> <bR> <div> “Thanks,” Chris said, feeling down, he wondered what Lisa wanted to tell him, he wished he still had her cell phone number, that sinking feeling came back again.</div> <bR> <div> “You okay?”  Spencer asked him quietly, there were still a few guests there.</div> <bR> <div> “I'm kinda tired, I was wondering if I could turn in now,” Chris gave him one request.</div> <bR> <div> “Sure, I'll show you to your room, the party's dying anyways.  I'm gonna kick everyone out in another ten minutes. Follow me,” Spencer said before Chris got out of his chair and followed him inside.  Spencer took him to a room to the side of the house, away from the back yard.  The room had its own bathroom; it was fully stocked with towels and a robe hanging.  “I always have at least one guest that drinks too much, so I always have the extra robe and all that.  The bed's pretty comfty, I used to sleep in it.  My rooms across the hall tap on my door if you need anything in the middle of the night.</div> <bR> <div> Chris nodded and said, “Thanks. I really appreciate this”</div> <bR> <div> “I'm gonna get rid of the guests, I'll knock on your door in a little bit, make sure you're taken care of.  There's a TV in the armoire, the remotes next to the bed, has cable, feel free to watch if you can't sleep,” Spencer said before leaving him.</div> <bR> <div> Chris felt overwhelmed and tired, he sat down on the bed and opened up the armoire, and checked out the TV screen, it was pretty nice.  Looked like a HDTV screen, but not a flat screen.  He stripped down to his briefs and got into bed with the remote in his hand.  He turned on the TV, and flipped through several stations until he pushed the menu button on the remote.  He saw the description to the Japanese version of Iron Chef and watched it.</div> <bR> <div> Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door, it was Spencer, and he poked his head in.  Chris felt like he was a kid that's being tucked in by his dad or something, it felt weird.</div> <bR> <div> “Are you okay?”  Spencer asked him.</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, I'm sleepy.  We could talk about it in the morning,” Chris evaded his questions, but felt sleep.</div> <bR> <div> “Sure.  Good night, Chris,” Spencer said as he left the room.</div> <bR> <div> Chris fell asleep with the TV on.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B>***</B></div> <div> <B>Breakfast</B></div> <bR> <div> Spencer made scrambled eggs for both of them, there jam and toast on the table as well.</div> <bR> <div> “Would you like some coffee?”  Spencer asked him.  Chris nodded and then Spencer brought him a cup of coffee, the smell woke him up.</div> <bR> <div> “Looks like exactly what you needed; rough night and all,” Spencer remarked.</div> <bR> <div> “Did you hear from Lisa?”  He asked Spencer.</div> <bR> <div> “Didn't get any voicemails from her at the office or here, sorry.  She's got stuff going on at home, probably was a good reason why she couldn't make it.”</div> <bR> <div> “Oh okay,” Chris didn't have anything else left to say, he was still processing what happened between him and Spencer last night.</div> <bR> <div> “About last night-“Spencer started to bring that topic up.</div> <bR> <div> “It's not gonna happen again?”  Chris asked him.</div> <bR> <div> “Chris, I like you… A lot. I think you're smart, funny, and you have a lot of potential.  I want to get to know you better.  About the sex, it's up to you, whatever your comfort level is with this.  If you want to pursue this and want a different boss, I know of a couple of managers that are looking for interns.  If you don't feel comfortable with this at all, I'm okay with that.”</div> <bR> <div> Spencer grabbed his hand at the table and kissed his soft lips.  Chris kept his eyes shut until Spencer's lips were away from his.</div> <bR> <div> “Let me think about it,” Chris told him.</div> <bR> <div> “Okay.  Let me know when you'd like me to take you home.  I gotta meet up with my brother later on today; otherwise I'd ask you to hang out here all day.”</div> <bR> <div> Chris understood and nodded.</div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B>***</B></div> <div> <B>The Following Monday,</B></div> <div> <B>Interns Workspace</B></div> <bR> <div> Kirk was in early that day; Chris was in later than normal due to a doctor's appointment.  He noticed that Lisa's chair was empty and all of her stuff was packed up into several boxes.</div> <bR> <div> “What happened?”  Chris asked Kirk.</div> <bR> <div> “I dunno, the boxes were there when I got in this morning.  Spencer's incognito too, his office's locked; he's not picking up his cell phone voicemail.  Something happen at the party?”  Kirk asked him.</div> <bR> <div> “Lisa didn't show up,” Chris told him, acting distracted and feeling concerned for her.  Maybe there was a death in the family; he really wanted to know what happened to her.</div> <bR> <div> Joan came out to their large cubicle with another guy and a tray on wheels to get Lisa's boxes.  The guy packed it all and left.  Joan turned to Kirk and said, “I need to bring Chris to my office, but I want you to clear your afternoon of any appointments, I expect to meet with you before lunch.”</div> <bR> <div> She looked at Chris with him asking her, “You'd like to see me now?”</div> <bR> <div> “Come over to my office in another ten minutes.  I want you to also cancel all appointments you have this afternoon as well.  Thanks,” Joan said before she left.</div> <bR> <div> “Wow, she's totally spooked out or something.  What happened when I was in Vegas dude?”  Kirk asked Chris as he shook his head.</div> <bR> <div> “A lot,” Chris' response as he picked up the phone to call anyone had meeting as with that day to cancel.</div> <bR> <div> He was at Joan's door in ten minutes; he heard her voice, “Come on in.” he walked inside and she gestured for him to lock the door behind him.</div> <bR> <div> “Is there anything I can do?”  Chris asked her as he sat down.  He knew this had to be serious; he rarely spoke to her except several words of encouragement from her.  She had a very serious look on her face.</div> <bR> <div> “I wanted to let you know that both Lisa Armstrong and Spencer Collins will no longer be at this company.  Lisa did put in her notice up until the end of the month, but unfortunately she had to leave early.  Spencer on the other hand, has been terminated as of seven am this morning. You cannot in any circumstance allow him in the building or anywhere on company premises.  Lisa will be back to get the rest of her things sometimes soon, I'm not sure when,” She gave him her big announcement.</div> <bR> <div> “Wow, that was sudden,” Chris let that slip out.</div> <bR> <div> “Lisa has had some family issues she's had to take care, this wasn't unexpected.  Spencer on the other hand, was.  I need to talk to you about him, I know he's the one that selected you and there's no reason why you can't continue your internship.  You have done an excellent job the first couple of weeks you've been here. I will be interviewing replacements for you, Lisa and Spencer this week.”</div> <bR> <div> He heard his name mentioned in the same sentence and then he had to ask her, “but you said that-“</div> <bR> <div> “I'm sorry, slip of the tongue,” Joan's smile just got larger before she continued her speech, “I'd like to offer you a permanent position with us, under me.  I understand that you have a full semester left of school, it'll be a part time job until your classes are finished.  You haven't registered for classes yet?” </div> <bR> <div> He shook his head, he couldn't believe those words, she's offering him a job.</div> <bR> <div> “What about Kirk?”</div> <bR> <div> “He's going to another department that needs interns.  If Lisa decides to return, I'm going to hire a temp to do her job until she's back next spring.”</div> <bR> <div> That was music to his ears; he had so many questions, like why Spencer was fired and what was her fight with Lisa about.</div> <bR> <div> “She'll be back?”  He asked her.</div> <bR> <div> “I hope so, my brother's been in and out of the hospital, he very well might take turn for the worse, I'll get an update this afternoon.”</div> <bR> <div> “Your brother?”  Chris asked her, he was confused about why she mentioned her brother.</div> <bR> <div> She laughed and remarked, “Oh, I thought you knew.  She's my niece, her father… he's my half-brother.  She and I don't get along usually, but she's such a great worker, my predecessor brought her before I became the manager. “</div> <bR> <div> No, wait, this doesn't sound right, didn't Spencer tell me that Lisa was screwing around with her?  Chris asked himself and then he realized that Spencer had been lying to him about Lisa the whole time.  <I>What an asshole</I>, Chris thought, his fists started to clinch; <I>he fucking used her to get to me</I>.  He never felt so used like this before.  From the look on Joan's face, he could tell that she noticed that he was upset.</div> <bR> <div> “Are you okay?  Was it something I said?”  Joan asked him.</div> <bR> <div> “What a fucking prick!”  Chris said loudly, the words just came out of his mouth suddenly and from nowhere.</div> <bR> <div> “Who?  Spencer?  What did he do to you?”  She asked him.</div> <bR> <div> “No, I'm not going to stoop to his level.  Look, I hope everything works out for Lisa, I'd love to see her again, but I guess if she's not coming back…”  Chris started to say as he started to get out of his seat.  “If she wants my contact information, could you give it to her?”</div> <bR> <div> He was heading for the door until she walked toward him her hand on his arm, looked into his eyes and asked him, “You slept with him didn't you?”</div> <bR> <div> Chris couldn't give her a response, he couldn't even look at her in the face, and he wanted to leave, escape or crawl under a rock.  He felt like the biggest idiot, falling for such an asshole like him.  <I>He was a smooth talker, and all he wanted was to fuck</I>, he kept thinking over and over to himself.  He thought about Lisa, if he victimized her in the same fashion.</div> <bR> <div> “Did he sexually harass you?”  She asked him.</div> <bR> <div> Chris wanted to cry, but he didn't.  He looked at her square in the eyes and asked her, “Is that why he's fired?”</div> <bR> <div> She nodded and said, “I technically can't tell you because it's under investigation, but yes.  He's being doing this to other co-workers and former interns for a while now.  I can't get into details about how I found out, but I can't tolerate that kind of behavior.  Don't blame yourself for his demise; he had it coming for a long time.  Besides, I've reviewed your work, you're not just a pretty face, and otherwise you would have out the door after the first week.”</div> <bR> <div> That was the last thing he heard her say before he left her office.  </div> <bR> <DIV ALIGN="LEFT"></DIV> <div> <B>***</B></div> <div> <B>Epilogue</B></div> <bR> <div> He stood behind Lisa at the cemetery, it was still chilly out, and it stopped raining a couple of days ago.  Lisa put flowers on her father's grave and then walked over to Chris.</div> <bR> <div> “Let's get something to eat.  Thanks for picking me up at the airport,” Lisa told Chris as they both walked towards his new Mustang.</div> <bR> <div> “You know I've wanted to talk to you,” Chris told her.</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, I had every intention of telling you everything, but with my dad and the other crap.  I'm sorry about what happened, the shit was gonna hit the fan, and I had to get the hell out.”</div> <bR> <div> “So, did he harass you?”  Chris asked her about Spencer.</div> <bR> <div> “Spencer?  He was such an asshole, the way he used people.  He was such a piece of work.  So, I hear you're not there anymore.”</div> <bR> <div> “Joan hired me as a part time consultant, and then she left.  Some bozo came in there and he was almost as bad as Spencer.  He was hiring all these girl interns that couldn't do shit.  I'm working for a smaller investment house now, I really like it there.  You going back?”</div> <bR> <div> “No fucking way.  I'm kinda afraid to go back to work and I think I've thrown out all of my skirts,” She said as she giggled.  He drove her to a diner, they both ordered coffee and lunch.  </div> <bR> <div> “Gonna finish school?”  He asked her.</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, I was almost finished anyway, just a couple of more classes.  You're done, right?”</div> <bR> <div> “Graduated.  I'm thinking about graduate school, but I'm not in any hurry to do that right now.  I have new car payments to keep up on and I need to pull in paychecks.  You looking for a place to live?”</div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, so I was wondering about that.  You mentioned that you found the perfect two bedroom, and I wanna know if you have a roommate set up yet,” Lisa asked him, as she nervously licked her lips.  “I have some money saved up and I'll probably look for a part time job and I was wondering if I could be your roommate.”</div> <bR> <div> That took him by surprise, and he'd been searching for a roommate for a month now.  </div> <bR> <div> “I'm not that neat and organized as you are,” Chris told her, remembering how neat she was.</div> <bR> <div> “Oh, I'm only a neat freak at work; I'm not that bad at home you know.  I'm curious, what did he tell you about me?”  She brought up the one topic he avoided for many months.</div> <bR> <div> “A lot of bad shit, I don't want to talk about it.  He kinda did a number on me too.”</div> <bR> <div> “You slept with him?”  She asked him, looked very surprised.  Chris nodded and looked at his plateful of food.  “Christ, he really did fuck everybody.  Peter, the guy you replaced, you know how he got his permanent job don't you?”  </div> <bR> <div> “Blow jobs?”  </div> <bR> <div> “Yeah, until everything went south, I think he was the leak.”</div> <bR> <div> “He was the one that went to Joan?”</div> <bR> <div> “I think so.  Sure hell wasn't me; all I wanted to do is get out of that department. I'm sorry that he put you through that shit.”</div> <bR> <div> “Me too.”</div> <bR> <div> “So, are we gonna be roommates or what?”</div> <bR> <div> “Wanna take a look at the place first?”</div> <bR> <div> She nodded and drank more of her coffee.</div> <bR> <div> ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</div> <bR> <div> <A HREF="theboardwalk.html" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Boardwalk"><U>The Boardwalk</U></A>   |   <A HREF="teacherspet.html" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Teachers Pet"><U>Teachers Pet</U></A>   |   <A HREF="theinternpart1.html" TARGET="_top" TITLE="The Intern Part I"><U>The Intern Part I</U></A>   |   <B>The Intern Part II</B></div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> </td> </tr></table></body>