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A Model Boss - Part Three of Three Belladonna [Author's Note: Based on an idea by Parrie] The sun creeping through the windows into Lila's condominium unit greeted Allen as he forced his tired eyes open. "Where am I?" Allen wondered aloud while his head pounded. He found it difficult to force himself off Lila's couch. Allen did not recognize anything surrounding him as he tried to put together the pieces of the day before in his head while he got to his feet. Allen struggled to connect the various details that he could remember as he stumbled around Lila's home looking for something to jog his memory. A picture of Lila and her parents made him think back to the car ride he took home. "Shit," Allen muttered before he looked down at the clothing he had been wearing since the previous morning. Allen braced himself against the wall while he called out for Lila, but he heard no reply. Allen rested his head against the wall for a second before he heard Enid's muffled voice. Allen tried to locate the sound as he started to walk again with some difficulty. Allen heard their voices growing louder as he approached the sliding glass door that lead to Lila's terrace. Allen peered out the door and had difficulty adjusting his eyes to the bright sunlight to stare in silence at Lila and Enid, who were sunning themselves in bikinis. After a few moments had passed, Allen shook his head and drew open the sliding door. He went to speak, but was only able to muster a groggy, "Girls?" Enid and Lila smiled before Lila said, "Look, sleeping beauty decided to get up." "She won't be beautiful for long if she keeps sleeping in makeup," Enid retorted shaking her head at Allen. As Allen shook his head in response, Lila added, "Do you want to join us?" "No. I'm starving," Allen replied as he clutched his head. "Not feeling so hot?" Enid inquired with a smile. "No!" Lila and Enid smiled at each other as they got up and led Allen back inside. Lila walked into the kitchen and asked, "So what do you want for breakfast?" "What do you have?" Allen replied. "A little bit of this, a little bit of that." "Can you be a little more specific," Allen responded. Lila nodded before Allen listened what she could offer him. Allen decided to have what the girls wanted and ate beside them as they made small talk. When Lila got up to clean the table, Allen asked, "So, are you going to take us to get our cars?" "Our cars?" Enid inquired. "You didn't park at the bar?" "No. I went with Lila. Don't you remember," Enid replied. "Oh, sorry. Last night is kind of a blur." "I bet it is," Lila retorted. "Anyway, when are we going to get going?" Allen asked. "We'll get there eventually. What's your rush?" "I've got a piercing headache to start with," Allen answered. "Oh, I know what'll clear that up," Enid replied. "What?" "A nice burst of Vitamin D." "Huh?" "Come on outside with us." "Like this?" "Oh, no. I've got a swimsuit that should fit you. It'll be nice to see you in it, since you already told Jessica that you're going to skip the swimsuit competition." "What?" Allen asked not sure he was following Lila. "Come on, I'll grab you a suit," Lila replied as Enid started towards the back door. "Wait...are you serious?" "Sure am," Lila replied. "What you don't want to put on an itsy bitsy yellow polka dot bikini?" Enid added with a grin. "I can't put on a bikini!" Allen shrieked. "Well, you can be thankful then that I have a one piece that might fit you." "You have a one piece that could fit me?" "Sure." "Where did you get it from?" "A friend left it here." "Was it Stacey?" "No. It doesn't matter though." "It does if I don't want crabs," Allen retorted while pressing his fingers into his temples. "Oh, don't be silly. I washed it myself." "That doesn't put my mind at ease." "Well, it's either you come on outside with us or you can find your own way home," Lila said, issuing Allen an ultimatum. "I can't take a cab like this. I look like a disheveled she-male," Allen replied. "Then, I guess you're stepping out back with us," Enid retorted as she walked towards the door. As she stepped out it, Lila motioned for Allen to follow her. "Lila, can we please hurry this up?" Allen asked as he followed her. "We'll go when I'm good and ready. It's not so fun to not have your way, is it?" Lila responded with a smile. "How can you be so chipper?" Allen said as he grabbed his head once more. "Moderation is the key to not feeling a sorority girl the morning after a big party." "I'll take your word for it," Allen replied as Lila grabbed hold of a black, halter top swimsuit and threw it towards him. Allen tried to clutch it in the air, but missed before it struck him lightly in the face. Lila laughed as Allen struggled to clasp it against his body while it fell in front of him. "Wow, you really hit it hard," Lila said. "Harder than I'd like to admit." "Well, try to keep things soft when you put on that little number. I don't want to return that to my friend with any pre-cum on it." Allen blushed at her comment, shocked that his employee had said such a thing to him. Lila looked at him as he stared at her before she said, "Do you need me to put it on for you?" "No. I can handle it," Allen replied. Lila looked at Allen expectantly before he turned and walked into the bathroom. He closed the door behind him and struggled to disrobe before he stepped into the bathing suit. He pulled it up his body and made sure that his manhood remained snugly tucked away, even though he knew that there was no way it would not be visible in the garment. Allen sighed as he looked at his reflection in the mirror, realizing that he needed to take a shower before he stepped out of the bathroom. "You fill that out better than I expected," Lila said as she watched Allen emerge from the bathroom. Allen blushed as he thanked her before she led him outside. Enid grinned as he stepped out the door before she asked, "Aren't you going to give him a pair of sunglasses?" "Oh, right," Lila replied before she stepped back inside as Allen continued to squint his eyes. A few minutes passed before Lila stepped back outside to hand him a pair of sunglasses. Allen uttered a begrudging thanks before he sat out on the third and final chair on Lila's terrace. Allen felt good as he rested in the sunlight that still bothered his eyes. He closed them, trying to avoid the stinging that accompanied the rays. He felt comfortable and tired at the same time. The sound of the girls moving around stirred Allen. He stretched as he struggled to ask, "Did I fall asleep?" "Only for a few hours," Enid replied with a laugh. "You let me stay out for hours?" Allen asked, exasperated. "You need to build up a base tan," Enid retorted. "Oh, God, I look like a lobster," Allen said as he raised his sun glasses off his nose. The girls laughed at his statement before Lila said, "Come on, Elizabeth. Let's get going." Allen nodded in silence as he got to his feet with a slack jaw. Allen struggled to keep himself upright as he stumbled into the apartment before he went back into Lila's bathroom to change back into the feminine clothes he had put on when he last left his home. As Allen slipped his shoulders out of the shoulder straps of the swimsuit, he cringed at the feeling of the straps moving down his arms. Allen's eyes widened before he let out a shriek as he saw his unmistakable tan lines as he removed the top of his one-piece swimsuit. "What's wrong?" Enid asked as she ran towards the bathroom and pushed the door open and began to laugh. Enid's laughter drew Lila over. She burst out into laughter as Allen blushed and shook his head. "This isn't funny!" "What's the problem, babe?" Lila asked. "You know what the problem is!" "Oh, just put on a shirt and no one will be able to tell, drama queen," Enid retorted. "What about when I go to the gym? I can't take off my top until these lines fade." "When you do you take off your top?" Enid inquired. "In the locker-room," Allen rejoined. Lila laughed as she shook her head and said, "You can still show those lines in the lady's locker-room." "Funny! Very funny," Allen responded with a glare. Enid slapped his arm and said, "It doesn't really matter, Elizabeth." "Why the hell not?" "When are you going to be going to the gym, you're going to be spending each Saturday the next two months doing all of Jessica's shows." "What?" "You don't remember." "Oh, wait...crap!" "That's right," Lila said with a smile. "This just won't stop will it?" Allen asked as he clutched his head. "Oh, cheer up. I'm sure that there are a lot worse things to do than prance around a stage in all sorts of pretty outfits." A smile came across Allen's face as he daydreamed a bit about walking the catwalk in various feminine garments like he had the day before. He thought about how they would feel against his skin and felt his manhood start to swell in his bikini bottom. Allen began to blush as he realized how excited he was at the prospect of doing something that his better instincts reminded him was inherently fraught with peril. Lila smirked at the evidence of an erection poking at the back of his one-piece and read the confused excitement on Allen's face before she said, "Now, hurry up in here. We need to get you out of my home and back to yours, little lady." ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Allen returned to work on Monday morning after an uneventful breakfast meeting, feeling like a man on his way to his execution. 'Dead man walking on the green mile', Allen thought while he opened the door to his office and saw the first grinning face of one of his employees. After spending his Sunday evening dreading what the girls were going to say to him as he tidied up his home in a housecoat, Allen steeled himself for whatever comment that Claudia was going to throw his way. As she merely gave him a friendly hello, Allen reciprocated eagerly, hoping that he would escape much of the abuse he feared he would take for participating in Jessica's show. As Allen walked past Claudia, he turned the corner towards where most of the girls in the office sat. Allen felt knots in his stomach as he saw the first girls' notice that he was there. The girls alerted each other before Lila said hello to him. Allen replied in kind before he greeted the girls generally. "How does it feel to be back in pants?" Lila asked with a grin, prompting Allen to squirm. "It feels right, Lila. It feels right," Allen lied while blushing. The girls noticed his embarrassment and pressed further as Abby added with a smirk, "You really cut a great image on the catwalk. I really believed that you were a model, you know like Adriana Lima or something. That couldn't have been your first time." "It was my first." "Really?" "Yes." "Wow, so you're just a natural then?" "Oh, yes, I'm certainly a natural girl when I hit stage. I'm pure grace," Allen said dropping into the deepest baritone he could muster. The girls laughed at his statement before Claudia came over and said, "You have to admit that you fit in though." "I don't know about that." "Why else would Jessica have asked you to do some more shows? All her girls are volunteers. She only has a few that she brings out for more shows," Lila inquired. "I don't know," Allen answered. "It's because you were so good," Abby. 'It was probably because she had me over a barrel', Allen thought before he replied, "You'd really have to ask Jessica." "Should we call her?" Enid asked. "Don't bother her with this crap," Allen retorted. "I'll ask her this weekend," Abby replied. "What? When are you going to see her?" Allen asked. "At your show." "You're coming to her show? You know there's another cover charge." "I know. I'm not above giving to another charity though." Allen shook his head before Enid added, "Me and Lila are going with her. We'd figure we'd give you some moral support from the audience." "Thanks," Allen replied without emotion as he shook his head sure that they would be spending most to of the show laughing about him as he strutted down the catwalk. "Hopefully, the after party will be just as eventful this time," Lila then added, prompting Allen's eyebrows to rise. "What happened?" Abby inquired. "Oh, you should have been there," Lila replied. "Girls," Allen said trying to breakup the gossip as he did not like where it was leading. "Elizabeth," Lila said with a wink at Allen before she continued, "was out there dancing with the cutest guys." "Get out," Claudia said with a laugh. "No. She totally was." "Come on," Abby said. "No. It's true! Tell them, Allen." Allen blushed while he nodded his head. "Wow," Abby replied before she inquired, "Did 'Elizabeth' go home with any of them?" "Oh, no. She came home with me and Enid." Lila's comment raised a few eyebrows before Enid added, "Nothing happened." 'I wish', Allen thought as his mind focused on his unmistakably feminine tan lines. "I wish I could have been there," Abby said as she held onto her pregnancy enlarged abdomen. "It was great," Enid said. "I'm so going to the next one," Claudia added. "Maybe you can fix him up with some cute boys," Stacey interjected as she came over to the girls on crutches. "No. Thanks girls. I'm not gay." Allen's comment was met by silence. Allen knew that none of the girls believed him. Even he did not believe it. Allen blushed at the silence his lie had created before he turned and hurried into his office without saying another word. Allen took a deep breath while he got behind his desk and started to work trying to focus on the tasks he had to complete. Allen kept to himself throughout the morning before he left to grab lunch alone. Allen rarely did so, but he did not want to be around any of the girls at that moment. Shortly after lunch, Allen returned to his office. He walked past the girls in silence and turned into his office. As Allen made his way through the doorway, Abby called out to him, "Allen?" "Yes, Abby," Allen replied as he turned and jerked his way out the door and right into Claudia. Allen winced as the hot coffee spilled against his shirt, jacket and pants, drenching them before they quickly turned cool. "Shit," Allen exclaimed before Claudia apologized. Allen shook his head while he replied, "It's not your fault." "Do you want me to bring that over to dry cleaning," Claudia asked. "What am I going to wear?" Allen asked. Stacey overhead the question and replied, "I've got a change of clothes in the car. Maybe one of the girls can get it for you." As Allen processed her response, Claudia's accidental bump into him seemed to be more like a setup in his mind. 'These crafty bitches', Allen thought. "I'll get it for you," Enid said as she got to her feet. Allen shook his head before Enid replied, "We have to get that suit to the cleaners immediately." Allen thought over her claim and realized that the dark suit might be salvageable, although he was certain his white shirt was fit for the trash. Allen nodded as he said, "Okay, get it." Allen continued to shake his head as the girls made small talk with him. Allen leaned against a file cabinet as he waited and continued talk before he saw Enid coming over to him with a bag from dry cleaning. "What is that?" Allen asked as he looked over the skirt and blouse through the clear plastic cover. "That's one from my dry clean only collection," Stacey said with a grin. "I thought you were talking about gym clothes," Allen replied, unsure if the girl's t-shirt and yoga pants he had in his mind would be much better than a skirt and blouse anyway. "We didn't want you to get crabs," Enid replied with a grin. Stacey shot Enid a scowl before she responded, "What kind of exercise am I going to do with one leg?" As Enid handed him the outfit, Allen shook his head. He wanted to back out of his agreement, but he realized that he needed to get his clothes to the cleaners right away. Allen stepped into his office and quickly took off his shoes and dropped his pants. Once he took off his pants, he removed the high banded waist, black pencil skirt from the bag and brought it up to his waist. Allen smiled at the way the knee length skirt looked over his legs before grimacing at how strange it appeared over his black, cotton socks that went up to his calves. After straightening out the skirt, Allen took off his jacket and shirt. He shook his head at his tan lines again and was thankful that the girls could not see him at that moment as he knew how much further abuse he would take over the lines. Allen then slipped his arms through the pale blue, blouse's three quarter sleeves while he put it on. Once he finished buttoning up the blouse, Allen collected his soiled clothing and partially opened the door. Allen poked his head out the door as he used the door to shield his body and called over to Lila. Lila smirked at his behavior and asked with a laugh, "What are you doing?" "Please take these to dry cleaning." "No problem," Lila said as she called the building's in-house concierge service to pickup the clothing and bring it in for same day treatment. Lila made the call before she got up and said, "You know you don't have to hide, right?" "I'm not hiding anything," Allen said, prompting laughter from the girls. Abby shook her head as she said, "If you not hiding anything, why are you using the door to screen yourself?" "It's just a little embarrassing." "Oh, come, it's not like it's anything we haven't all seen before," Abby. "Like on Saturday for instance," Lila added to the girls' laughter. Allen nodded his head as he handed Lila the soiled clothing and opened the door before he stepped through the doorway. Despite the girls' assurances that his cross-dressed appearance was old news, the girls could not help but laugh as they saw him standing in the office wearing nothing except a blouse, a skirt, black socks and his shoes. "What is so funny?" Allen asked as he put his hands on the high banded waist of his skirt as Lila handed the clothes off to Enid who scurried out the door with them. "Those oxfords and black socks just don't work with that pretty skirt and blouse," Abby said with a smile. "Yes, they're much too incongruous," Stacey added. Allen held up his hands to the side and said, "Look, what are you going to do about it? You make the best of what you got." "I've got a pair of shoes that might fit," Stacey replied. "I doubt that," Allen retorted. "No. They might fit you. You do have small feet," Lila interjected. Allen gave her a glare that made Lila's smile fade before Stacey reached for her bag and removed a pair of black, patent leather, four inch heeled, platform pumps with a peep toe and bow at the vamp. "They even match your outfit," Abby said while she clapped her hands as she inspected the shoes. "Do you have any hose?" Enid asked as she returned from delivering the soiled clothing to the office's concierge service. "That's alright," Allen replied. Stacey shook her head before she said, "We can run out and get some." "That's alright," Allen repeated in a sterner tone. "I still think you should put on the shoes," Abby replied. "Why?" "You don't want anything to look out of place if anyone stops by," Abby answered. "Who's going to stop by?" "You never know," Lila interjected. Allen thought about what the girls were saying as he looked down at his shoes and thought, 'It probably would look better if everything looked right.' Allen sighed as he reached for the pumps and took them from Stacey's hands. The girls smiled while they watched Allen slip off his oxfords and socks and put on the heels. "There, are you all happy now?" Allen asked the girls. "Well, your face doesn't quite match the ensemble," Claudia replied prompting the other girls to nod in response. "What am I going to do about it?" "I have some makeup that would work on you," Enid answered with a smirk. "I bet you do," Allen countered, rolling his eyes. "I think it would make a world of difference," Lila added. "You girls know I have to go home tonight." "Didn't you wear a dress home on Saturday?" Abby asked. "Yes," Allen admitted in a half truth. "So what's the difference?" "I'm planning on getting my clothes back today, so the makeup won't work with the suit." "You can wear those home," Claudia said before she added, "You can get them cleaned and back to me, and you bring home your clothes home without getting them all wrinkled." Allen gave her a dumbfounded look before Enid took out her makeup bag and said, "I think that's your reason right there." Allen wanted to smile at the thought of putting on makeup, but he knew that he was supposed to show that the idea displeased him. Allen shrugged as he pretended to be resigned to his fate while he replied, "Okay, you girls aren't going to let this go are you?" "No way," Lila replied. "Fine. Let's get this over with then," Allen replied with feigned acceptance. The girls smiled before Enid began to work on Allen's makeup once he sat down in her seat. The girls deluged Allen with compliments while Enid made him over. Their words made Allen blush, which he hoped made them think that it was from embarrassment. Once Enid finished with Allen's makeup, she turned her attention to his hair. As she began to tie it up, Allen asked, "Is this all really necessary?" Enid smiled as she said, "It sure is. We can't have your hair looking all scraggly." Allen gave Enid a curious look, feeling that he kept his hair neat. Still, Allen shrugged as he let Enid restyle his hair while the other girls let out intermittent ohs and awes that never failed to make him squirm. As the girls finished fussing with his hair, Claudia said, "Now, she looks perfect." "Not just yet," Abby replied. "What else is there?" Allen asked, giving Abby an exasperated look. "You need some curves to fill out that blouse a little better." "I've got a spare bra in my car," Enid replied. "What is that like a spare tire for you?" Allen inquired. Enid rolled her eyes before she responded, "Stay right here, girls." "Oh, you know I'm going far like this," Allen retorted. Allen and the girls made small talk while Enid went to her car to retrieve her bra. Once she returned, Allen removed his blouse to the mock gasps of the girls. "Yes, I'm flashing you," Allen said with a smile before he placed his arms through the bra straps. Enid hooked the bra behind his back before she called over to Lila to grab his socks. "I'm not touching those smelly things." "Oh, stop being a priss," Enid chided. Allen smiled at the comment before Lila took hold of the socks and brought them over to Allen, holding them as far in front of her body as possible. "I think you know what these are for," Enid said as Lila stood before him with his socks gripped by her fingertips. Allen looked at her and shook his head a little. Enid rolled her eyes as she took one sock from Lila and forced it into the right cup of Allen's bra before she balled up the other sock and repeated the action with the left cup. Allen was turned on by Enid's action and watched as she grabbed a box of tissues and filled in the cups with them while the girls chatted about it. Once she finished, Allen buttoned the blouse over his chest again. "Now, that's the right look," Abby said, nodding her head. The other girls seconded her opinion while they gave Allen several compliments he knew contained a level of teasing. He took it all in good humor and said, "Okay, girls break it up. We've all got work to do." "I suppose," Abby replied. "Oh, do you need more to do?" Allen inquired with a grin. "No. I've got enough." "More than enough, really," Lila added. "What's that?" Allen asked. "I'm just saying that we have all plenty to do," Lila answered. "Then, maybe we shouldn't have spent so much time ohing and awing about what you girls were doing to me, should we?" "We couldn't help that," Claudia interjected as the girls nodded. "You can't let a golden opportunity go to waste," Enid added with a smile. "Hey, why don't you help us out...since your dressed for the part," Abby inquired. Allen blushed and shook his head. Lila noticed him to starting to squirm before she added, "Come on, Allen, you always joke that you can do my job. It's put up or shut up time." The girls laughed at Lila's statement before they seconded her words. Allen rolled his eyes and laughed to himself as he stared up at the ceiling. 'What do I really have to lose at this point?' Allen wondered as he also realized that he had accomplished everything he needed to that morning when he intently focused on his work. "Okay, why not," Allen replied after a period of silence. The girls grinned at his response before Lila said, "You can get started by sorting and filing away this mess that Allen Wilkins dropped on my desk." "The bastard!" Allen retorted to the girls' laughter. "Right, he knows how busy I am," Lila responded with a grin. Allen nodded his head with a smirk before Lila said, "Don't just stand there like a stone. Dive right in." Allen clutched the files from her in box and brought them close to his waist as he stared at her for a second before he put them down on her desk top and began to sort them. Lila smiled as she turned and typed at her computer while Allen sorted the documents to her side. "Do you need any help?" Lila asked after the first minute. "No. I'm good," Allen retorted. "Are you sure, because you always told me that would take, like, a minute," Lila replied with a grin. "I wasn't being literal." Some of the girls smiled at Allen's exchange with Lila before he took a handful of the documents and walked over to the file cabinets. Allen thought about the filing system before he went over to Lila for a refresher. Lila sighed as she said, "If you're not up to the task, Allen..." "Just tell me the damn answer," Allen rejoined, cutting her off. Lila nodded as she gave him a refresher on the company's filing system before he began to peruse the file cabinets to familiarize himself with them. Allen put the documents away one by one before he returned to Lila's desk and repeated the process two more times. Once he finished, Allen returned to Lila's desk and said, "What's next?" "Oh, you're just finishing up." Allen knew that she was needling him for questioning why it took her so long to do the same things over the years. Allen nodded his head, deciding not to say anything. Lila smiled as she said, "You can help me with some copies." "Copying?" "Sure, do you think it's beneath you?" Lila inquired. "No," Allen retorted, irritated by the very suggestion. "Okay, then come along." Allen followed behind Lila as she took hold of marketing materials and said, "Allen ordered me to make some copies. I'm sure that you'll have no problem figuring out the details." Allen nodded as he replied, "And you'll be doing what?" "I'm going to be inputting some information into the system." "Don't you think I'd be better at that?" "I'll tell you what; we can swap off to break things up a bit." Allen nodded thinking that it sounded like a good idea before he began to run off copies of the marketing materials. As he watched the machine churn out page after page, some of the girls walked by him. "You make those copies like a pro," Abby said as she waddled past. "Practice, practice, practice," Claudia chided as she saw Allen clear a paper jam. Allen laughed at the various comments before Lila relieved him at the printer, prompting his return to her desk. Allen sat down in Lila's seat and picked up where she had left off. Allen started to input the numbers. The more numbers he entered, the more confusing it seemed to keep them straight, Allen felt as he continued to toil at her desk. 'This is so mind numbing', Allen thought as he remembered occasionally chiding Lila for breaking up her mundane work with small talk with the other girls. Allen tried to do the same, but the girls smirked as they refused to engage in conversation with him, with each seconding Enid's initial response, "Shush, we've got to focus on our work." Allen knew that the comments were directed at his various comments that the girls did too much socializing. The more he inputted numbers, the more he understood just how boring the work was without the social element. Lila's return to the desk to swap jobs again was a relief. He headed back to the copier and ran off more copies of the items included in the marketing materials. As Allen toiled at the machine, he could hear the girls making small talk with Lila. He listened to their conversations as best he could over the sound of the humming copier and interjected when he could by shouting over to the girls. His comments were often laughed off before Enid would chide, "Get back to work, girlfriend." "You're one to talk," Allen replied. After a half hour passed, Lila came over to relieve Allen. Allen smiled as he held out his hand. Lila gave him a weird look before she slapped his hand and he said, "Tag in." "We're tag teaming, now?" Lila asked. Allen nodded as he returned to Lila's desk. He settled in at her desk and began to start inputting numbers again. Shortly thereafter, the familiar sound of an employee of the office concierge knocking on the back door into the office sent Allen scurrying from Lila's desk and into his office. Allen hurriedly closed the door behind him so that the concierge's employee would not see him en femme. Allen could hear the girls laughing about his flight from Lila's desk before he heard them speaking with the young Filipina girl who had carried his dry cleaning back into the office. Lila paid using the company's credit card before the girl thanked her and left the office. Once she was gone, Lila smiled as she walked towards Allen's door and knocked upon it before she said, "It's okay, little lady Teang is gone. You don't have to be scared anymore." Lila's comments brought a wave of laughter from the girls before Allen opened the door with his cheeks burning red. He shook his head at her while he took hold his cleaned clothes and hung them on the hook behind his door. "What was it about her that scared you?" Enid asked with grin. "She's a good 4'10" and 90 pounds, how couldn't anyone not be totally intimidated by her? I think we would all be scared shitless if she was coming for us." Abby responded with a laugh. Allen shook his head and took the jokes in good measure, knowing how absurd it looked for him to flee from her. Allen also knew that the girls were fully aware of why he had done it. He would have fled from the view of anybody outside of the office at that moment. Allen laughed off the girls comments and sat back down at Lila's desk to go back to typing up forms for her while Lila assisted with Abby and Enid's compilation of the presentation and marketing materials for Stacey. As the workday drew to an end, Allen kept typing at Lila's desk until he heard a man call over to him, "Hi, Elizabeth." "George," Allen exclaimed, stunned to see the man. Allen gave George a nervous look before Lila came over and greeted him. Allen shook his head, realizing that he had been setup by Lila. George smiled while he turned away from Lila and said, "You look beautiful, Elizabeth, you really do." "Thank you," Allen replied, genuinely pleased by the compliment. "I was disappointed that you ran out the other night," George said. "I'm sorry about that," Allen replied, blushing as several of his staff members stared at George and Allen with looks of bemusement. 'Looks like he's finally coming out', Abby thought while she looked over to Claudia with a smile. George clasped his hands and said, "I was hoping that you would give me another chance." "For what?" "To show you that I can be a gentleman." "I didn't think you couldn't be." "Then, why did you run off?" "It wasn't you." 'It's not you, it's me? That line never works', Lila thought as she shook her head. "I'd like to take you to dinner tonight, if you're free." "I don't know about that. I've got some things to take care of..." "Oh, it's okay. I'll lock up," Lila interjected as Allen got to his feet. Allen gave her a worried look before George came over and said, "Come on, baby. I'm only asking for one date. What do you have to lose?" Allen's eyes drifted to his employees faces as he realized that none of them saw anything wrong with him being with a man. Allen wondered if he could admit it to himself too. "Are you ready to go?" George asked with a smile. Allen batted his eyelashes for a second before he said, "Why not?" After Allen looked into his office and saw his keys and wallet, he gave Lila a worried look. Lila understood what he needed before she said, "Oh, Elizabeth, wait up, I've got your date purse in my car." "She's got your purse?" George inquired. "She's just borrowing it," Allen replied as Lila exited the room. The girls smiled as they watched George shower Allen with compliments before Lila returned with a pocketbook. She handed Allen the pocketbook with a smile before Allen thanked her and stepped into his office. After putting away his keys and wallet, Allen made his way back over to George. Allen then turned towards Lila and said, "Be sure to lock up." "Be sure to keep it zipped up," Lila retorted. Allen shot her a peeved look, but the feeling of George's arm coming around his shoulder made his anger dissipate. George's hand drifted towards Allen's waist as they made their way to the door. "Didn't you say you were a gentleman?" Allen asked. "Where's fun in that?" George replied with a grin. "So mischievous." "Oh, you know you like it." "How would you know?" "One of the main reasons I like girls like you over the real thing, you can't hide it," George said as kissed Allen on the cheek and squeezed his ass, feeling the tip of Allen's fully erect manhood. Allen eyes grew wide as he felt George's hand. He smiled as George's lips left his cheek, knowing that he had no reason to lie to himself anymore.