When you need a break, work on ***********ing for the new game, that should be mostly pencil and paper. I'd like to see something with about an eight hour play through if your character doesn't die. Finally think about triggers for the touchy feely stuff and how the games works without it for kids who don't have the hardware."
"Gotcha, boss," said Conner.
"I am not the boss!" I yelled, "I'm your friend and the poor schmuck who started this avalanche. Oh, one more thing, give your girls a good shagging. They're going nuts too."
They left grinning. More notes and my coffee was cold. Jennifer walked in.
"Oh, for the love of god, what now?" I wailed.
"Uh, just wondering if you need anything." she said quietly.
"Sorry sweetheart, "I said, "this morning has been one damned thing after another."
"It's been a while since you called me that." she said
"Huh? What?" I asked
"Sweetheart." she said.
"Again, I'm sorry." I said, "Do you think we could put a coffee service in here?"
"Why?" she asked.
I handed her my cold cup. She took it, nodded, and walked out. When she came back and set the cup on the edge of the desk, I grabbed her wrist and held on to her while I took a sip. I set the cup down and pulled her into my lap as I spun the chair half around. I kissed her as gently as I knew how. She returned it.
"I thought secretaries got a running start before being chased around the office."she said, grinning.
"Too much work." I said, "How about a slave girl outfit and I chain you to the desk?"
"All that clanking and chaffing?" she said, "No, thank you."
We both laughed
I held her on my lap while I sipped my coffee. Jill came in and pulled a chair to a side table where she spread out some paper and made notes on a pad.
"Everyone else has been in," I said, "what can I do for you, Jill?"
"I just need a place to work." she said.
"Finally, a request I can grant." I said.
"Rough morning?" she asked.
I gave her a rough rundown on my morning so far.
"Sounds like you handled it okay." she said
"Maybe, but it's so damned frustrating."
"It's not easy, waving the baton." she said and turned back to what she was doing.
Jennifer kissed me and left. When I finished my coffee I went downstairs. A man was carefully removing stones from the wall, checking the older stones as he went. I went up the stairs to the garden shed and out to find workers extending the hole to the side away from the new room. The forman came over with drawings pointing out where the lift would go and explaining that they would work with the masons to put header in the wall over the door and all the old stonework would be bonded to the concrete for strength and safety. Electricians were cutting a trench and lying cable for the power upgrade. I walked around the house and in through the front door.
I got another cup of coffee and was able to get my notes in order by lunchtime.
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