Choice Homes

Marcus

It was at this point that I knew that I had made a mistake. Her mouth was warm, welcoming while still having a lingering taste of sweet wine, One taste made me hungry for more, it was as if my blood was on fire and that's when I knew that I could not stop my self anymore.

The parlour wall anchored us and taking advantage of it, I thrusted hard against her body, it felt a bit frustrating but also all manners of good. Clinging on to me she was making highly arousing sounds, a half moan there, a slight plea here. I wasn't really very sure what I was hearing, I only knew that I wanted much more. The fast pulsing of my blood ,the heavy pounding of my heart, they both screamed out, as if asking not to be ignored.

She brought her head back up from the wall and looked me in my eyes, those same pretty, seductive and as I later found out, dangerous eyes.

Then, sweating heavily I woke up.

Briefly confused while looking around, I gradually remembered where I was. On a moderate bed, in a normal room in a hotel several kilometers away from home.

The slow soothing music from my portable Mp3 player was still playing in the background, because I usually could not fall asleep without it.

'well I kind of expected that' I thought

As soon as saw that woman, Monica, I knew that some buried and supposedly forgotten things would come afloat.

Unsurprisingly I was strongly aroused, putting my left hand into my vest, I felt the familiar scar on my right chest, she had given me that, on a wild crazy night.

Swiping the sweat off my face with the vest, I took deep breaths while calmly waiting for my body to calm down. After some time I brought my feet down at the edge of the bed, I slowly patted the bedsheets beside me,for the lights were still off, and then consequently located my phone, the time was a few minutes past four.

'well, there goes the rest of my sleep' I thought

Strongly hitting the two sides of the bed that I was sitting on, I exhaled, standing up, I walked over to the bathroom, switching on the lights on the way.

Monica

It was a bright, sunny Tuesday morning and I was originally happy about that, but then I remembered that I suddenly had a new manager, so grudgingly I quickly prepared for work. Unlike the Mondays, I didn't normally have any field work to go on for the rest of the week, except for in emergency situations, I had usually used the time for a bit of grocery shopping, but I knew that that was not going to end well, with my new boss, Mr. Marcus. So here I was in my office lightly drumming on the table with my left hand, while slightly humming to the song that I had recently become obsessed with. With my only free hand I was moving the computer mouse while quickly reading through the documents forwarded from the grade two staff, signing the ones I deemed fine, and then putting aside especially, the ones meant for the Manager.

Today would be a bit different from normal, because there was a special press review scheduled for the day, this was the decision that Mr. Marcus came to the previous day. Quoting the words he wrote,

'The frivolous and careless resigning of the former manager, Harris has severely affected the company' s stock prices, because most of our customers here at The big Apple, buy relatively in bulk, they need to be assured of the companies work force and its staff-customer integrity, and Mr. Harris's departure did the exact opposite.'

From his writing it was obvious it was obvious how very annoyed he was, and I did not blame him, it probably sucked to be him right now, because notwithstanding the fact that we tried to kickstart all the projects and clients that were dropped abruptly, there were still many remaining and all those calls went to him directly.

Shrugging my shoulders, I stood up and stretched my hands out, it was almost eleven am,

' I wonder what's keeping him?'

I thought.

'kkoor kkoor kkoor' suddenly I heard several consecutive knocks on the door, "Yes, whose that?" I asked,

"It's me, Janice " the voice replied.

Opening the door, she smiled, and closed it. Then placing the folder in her hands down on the table she passed me her phone. I took it from her and then answering to my raised eyebrows she said;

"you know you usually go home earlier than we do, and so yesterday when the new manager came down looking for you, you were already long gone, he had requested for your mobile number, because as he said, he had forgotten to collect it from you and as you know, earlier in the day, we had all insisted that we did not have it, so pulling it out of no where would have been a bit thought provoking, so still telling him that none of us had it, we added that the reason was that your earlier phone had suddenly spoilt and with it your Sim card as well. In the end he gave us..me his own and asked me to pass it to you today morning as he might come in late today"

"ohh, and that you should call him if he had not come in by ten."

While she was talking I had already copied down the number, but I was still a bit confused, we had later seen on the bus and he had mentioned nothing of the sort,

'well, maybe he forgot' I thought, slightly blushing on remembering our encounter on the bus the evening before.

Thanking Janice I walked her to the door and closed it behind her. I then went back and sat down at my table, jacine had already conveniently taken the stamped documents, so the only things remaining on it were the the files due for the Manager's office, my computer of course, the recent folders that Janice had just brought up, and then my the piece of paper held down with a pen on which I wrote Mr. Marcus's number.

Marcus

Since I had woken up earlier this morning, I never had another wink of sleep, as already planned yesterday, I would not be going to work today, atleat not till the press conference was done.

For a minute I did feel a bit bad about dumping the whole plan on Monica's head, but wasn't that part of what the company paid her for anyway?

The darker part of the early morning had been used to fully unpack my luggage, I had never gotten around to doing it yesterday because I was just too damn tired, after that, when the sun had risen a fair bit, I called the local house Agents, they called themselves **'Choice Homes'**, a tacky name as far as I was concerned, but they were the ones my mum recommended to me, she had said it was one of her friends that managed it. An appointment had been made with them even before I began my journey over, and it was scheduled for Tuesday morning, a man who called himself Joe, had picked the phone and after confirming with him that they were already open for work then, I left for their office which was about five blocks away from the hotel.

The office was situated in a popular Hugh rising building in that are, it was Suprisenly a small, compact and moderate looking office, not at all extravagant as many of my moms friends certainly were at times.

And and that was where I was, after going on several tours of various vacant houses for hours earlier, a bit tired i was drinking a cold bottle of water when Monica called. I expected the call, for I had given my phone number with certain instructions to the first 2nd grade secretary, Janice. Apparently they all didn't have Monica's number [which I didn't believe one bit ], so I had no choice but to leave it to her to get my message across, of course I could have the conversation with Monica, when I Coincidentaly met her on the bus, but u could not being my self to do so afemter what had happened. So picking the call and hearing her voice I knew that the the information had been passed on.

"Hello sir?"

"Hello" I replied stoically,

Somehow I'd become a bit annoyed, on just hearing her voice

"Good morning Mr. Marcus, I just got your number from Janice right now, according to her, you asked that I should call you if you were not at the office by 10am, so?" her voice trailed off questioningly.

"Yes, eerrmm" I coughing softly I continued,

"I'm sure that you have seen the notes I saved to your interface about the break - down of the things that have transpired since the former manager left and their damaged to the company and also what I think needs to be done about them right?"

"Yes sir, I've gone through them"

"So what do you think of the Press conference scheduled later in the day?" I wasn't asking her for any particular reason, I just wanted to know what she thought of it, not that it would change the already made decision anyway.

After a brief silence, she replied,

" well, I would say it is a bit too sudden and all, but It is needed to at least assure our customers that everything is fine, but sir you need to come so that we can finalise on what to say, I don't think there will be enough time if you don't come over soon. "

" Good" I said while nodding,

"but you're making a bit of a mistake here, I won't be coming, and I won't be the one to host the conference, its all on you, of course I'll send you the summary of what you need to say and portray, but the rest is all you. "

"what!, wha wha what do you mean sir?" she asked,

with a slightly raised voice, I could see that she had gotten a bit flustered.

" I mean what I just said woman, you're in charge of the event, Iam not coming over there now, Maybe even today, I've got a lot of things to do today, so just do the job"

"But, sir thi.."

I had ended the call, if I had not, I might have ended up shouting at the woman, I knew that the feeling of annoyance that had crept up was as a result of last night's dream, although most women annoyed me, I had managed to smile and be at least civil to them when we conversed, normalcy had almost returned to my behaviour only being punctuated rarely in situations where some memories I would rather forget would unexpectedly surface.

'let her deal with it, she's a Grade one secretary after all, she can manage' I thought, then I forwarded the summary I made earlier to her number, switching off my phone I continued to look at the rent prices of the several which I had seen this morning.