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I was there in Philadelphia. The last night in Baltimore we spent some time sitting in her hotel room and the goodnight kiss got pretty physical. Anna was a very lively and energetic woman, and I planned on finding out soon just how lively and energetic she was in b ed.
I checked into my hotel the night before things really opened, and saw Anna come in a couple of hours later. Her company had sent her to California to train people on a system they put in, and she had come straight back. She said she was going right to sleep, to be ready for east-coast time in the morning.
So I headed off to a reception that night without her. This was held by a company pushing another damned word-processor, no better than ten others, but they had a lot of money for food and drinks, so I'd go to help them spend it. I got talking to Pat Thomas there.
The picture you get of computer and electronics firms is that they are huge well-run companies. That's not totally true, and even some fair-sized ones are stingy and incompetent (for a while, at least).
In those days Ted and Karen Nomikos had a mail-order parts business (T-K Supplies, which does stickers and gimmicky stuff now). Pat(ricia) Thomas worked for them typing catalogs and filling orders. And working at their booth at sales conventions, and sleeping on the floor of the room Ted & Karen had, unless she got a better deal.
I knew Pat before she worked for Ted; she lived in D.C. and we kind of travelled in the same circles, though I'd never paid much attention to her. She mentioned that the floor was where she was going to stay that night.
Now here was a problem, or maybe a problem. I had two double beds in my room, though since Anna Baluchi was not going to be there tonight only one was going to be used. Actually, if she were there, only one would still be used, but the situation would be different -- we wouldn't be at this reception, for one thing.
But should I offer the other bed to Pat Thomas? It might sound bad if Anna heard about it, but my offer was quite innocent. It's true that I had every intention of pumping full **** between Anna Baluchi's legs tomorrow night, but I could tell Pat later that she couldn't stay past one night. Though if I spent the night in Anna's bed, maybe she could.