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Sam slipped away into a sleep with a long, sensual dream. The dream had him in them, with them together in a secluded park. There was a large house in the background, but they didn’t care. They made love to each other anyway, and to hell with the house occupants. The emotions from their love-making were strong, even if Sam couldn’t feel anything through the dream world. Sam could have stayed in there forever, but all good dreams come to an end.
The scene was marred by the arrival of a pink slip delivered by none other than Mrs. Winkle. The older woman’s face was twisted back in a malicious grin, and she thrust the pink slip into Sam’s face. Though she couldn’t read it, Sam knew she was fired. You can’t have fun with the vice-president and keep your job. She glanced over to Davies who
