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Elizabeth came into Jessica's room to find out whether or not her sister was enjoying the working world, she was puzzled by the look of rapture on her twin's face. "I can't believe how two days of work have changed you, Jess. Dad said you actually stayed late to do homework?"
Her twin picked up a nail file from her night table and began working on her nails. In a hushed voice she said, "Please don't tell Dad, but that's not why I stayed. I don't want to get into this with him, Liz, but his office is a mess. Supplies are all over the place, and there doesn't seem to be an orderly system of doing anything."
Elizabeth was perplexed. "That doesn't sound like Dad, Jess."
"Liz, you haven't been in his office since that witch Trudy arrived." She said the name as if it were a plague. "She's awful. I don't know why Dad keeps her on. Anyway, I spent the entire time straightening out the supply room. It'll probably take me a couple of days to finish working it all out. Don't tell Dad, though. I want it to be a surprise."
Elizabeth lowered herself onto a corner of Jessica's unmade bed. "I have to admit I would never have thought you'd take to work the way you have."
"I'm really committed to it," Jessica said, her
mind on the delectable way Dennis's kisses set her neck on fire. Phase two had been a stunning success, even better than she'd planned. "Putting in a few extra hours is the least I can do. Besides, I do have an ulterior motive."
Elizabeth cut in. "I knew there was something else going on. Dad get a new office boy?"
"Elizabeth Wakefield, you've got a one-track mind!" Jessica said petulantly, crossing her legs underneath her as she began to file the nails on her other hand. "I wasn't even thinking about boys," she lied. "What I was going to say--before you so rudely interrupted me--is that I'd like to be doing more than office chores. I'm hoping that Dad will see my interest and make me his assistant. You may not believe it, Liz, but for the first time in my life I'm actually anxious to go to work." She put down her file. "I don't even miss going to the Dairi Burger."
"It's only been two days," Elizabeth pointed out.
"Two of the most rewarding days of my life." Jessica got up and pranced toward her desk. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to have to ask you to leave. I really do have some homework for tomorrow, and if it's going to get done, I have to start now." She flung open her French book and began to read it even before Elizabeth left the room.
But Jessica couldn't concentrate on the assignment--not that she had really expected to be
able to. She just wanted some privacy to replay the evening with Dennis in her mind. It hadn't taken them long to dispense with the formalities and take up where they'd left off in Dennis's father's office. His kisses were as satisfying as Jessica could want, and he was eager to please her, though enough of a gentleman to realize when their passions were reaching the point beyond which they would no longer be able to control themselves.
Dennis didn't seem to mind at all when Jessica had suggested spending the entire date in the office. In fact, it was his idea they meet there again the following evening. That suited Jessica's plans for phase three perfectly. The way she figured it, by the end of the week he'd be hooked on her for sure and more than willing to pick her up at her house for a regular date. Then she'd feel justified in quitting her job, which she found to be nothing but drudgery. A week was long enough to serve as a trial period for anyone, and even Elizabeth would be convinced that her attempt at working had been a sincere one. Everybody would be happy, Jessica concluded, looking forward to the day she could stop keeping Dennis a secret and introduce him to the rest of the world.
Two days later, Lila, Jessica, and Cara were standing in line at the cafeteria. Lila seemed
preoccupied, searching the room furtively with her deep brown eyes and hoping Jessica wouldn't
Her twin picked up a nail file from her night table and began working on her nails. In a hushed voice she said, "Please don't tell Dad, but that's not why I stayed. I don't want to get into this with him, Liz, but his office is a mess. Supplies are all over the place, and there doesn't seem to be an orderly system of doing anything."
Elizabeth was perplexed. "That doesn't sound like Dad, Jess."
"Liz, you haven't been in his office since that witch Trudy arrived." She said the name as if it were a plague. "She's awful. I don't know why Dad keeps her on. Anyway, I spent the entire time straightening out the supply room. It'll probably take me a couple of days to finish working it all out. Don't tell Dad, though. I want it to be a surprise."
Elizabeth lowered herself onto a corner of Jessica's unmade bed. "I have to admit I would never have thought you'd take to work the way you have."
"I'm really committed to it," Jessica said, her
mind on the delectable way Dennis's kisses set her neck on fire. Phase two had been a stunning success, even better than she'd planned. "Putting in a few extra hours is the least I can do. Besides, I do have an ulterior motive."
Elizabeth cut in. "I knew there was something else going on. Dad get a new office boy?"
"Elizabeth Wakefield, you've got a one-track mind!" Jessica said petulantly, crossing her legs underneath her as she began to file the nails on her other hand. "I wasn't even thinking about boys," she lied. "What I was going to say--before you so rudely interrupted me--is that I'd like to be doing more than office chores. I'm hoping that Dad will see my interest and make me his assistant. You may not believe it, Liz, but for the first time in my life I'm actually anxious to go to work." She put down her file. "I don't even miss going to the Dairi Burger."
"It's only been two days," Elizabeth pointed out.
"Two of the most rewarding days of my life." Jessica got up and pranced toward her desk. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to have to ask you to leave. I really do have some homework for tomorrow, and if it's going to get done, I have to start now." She flung open her French book and began to read it even before Elizabeth left the room.
But Jessica couldn't concentrate on the assignment--not that she had really expected to be
able to. She just wanted some privacy to replay the evening with Dennis in her mind. It hadn't taken them long to dispense with the formalities and take up where they'd left off in Dennis's father's office. His kisses were as satisfying as Jessica could want, and he was eager to please her, though enough of a gentleman to realize when their passions were reaching the point beyond which they would no longer be able to control themselves.
Dennis didn't seem to mind at all when Jessica had suggested spending the entire date in the office. In fact, it was his idea they meet there again the following evening. That suited Jessica's plans for phase three perfectly. The way she figured it, by the end of the week he'd be hooked on her for sure and more than willing to pick her up at her house for a regular date. Then she'd feel justified in quitting her job, which she found to be nothing but drudgery. A week was long enough to serve as a trial period for anyone, and even Elizabeth would be convinced that her attempt at working had been a sincere one. Everybody would be happy, Jessica concluded, looking forward to the day she could stop keeping Dennis a secret and introduce him to the rest of the world.
Two days later, Lila, Jessica, and Cara were standing in line at the cafeteria. Lila seemed
preoccupied, searching the room furtively with her deep brown eyes and hoping Jessica wouldn't
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