It’s one of those fancy envelopes with heavy silver paper lining the inside, almost like a wedding invitation. I figure that must be it, someone els... in this damn office is getting married, and once again, it’s not me. Not that I really want to get married again. I’m quite happy being single, career oriented, spending my weekends with girlfriends or the occasional dalliance, at least that’s what I tell myself over a glass of wine at night. I’ve never been the type of girl who dreamt about her. Although he had to spend most of his time in the office, he hated it. He would much rather be out in the field installing the systems and working out all of the bugs. The business had taken off so fast that the office work consumed most of his time almost from the start. Between the billing, collection, hiring and training he had little time to go to the job sites and observe the systems. Bart was good and Roger never had any complaints about the work that the company did. Both Bart and Roger. In a calm voice she said, "Now go and take that dress off this minuteyoung lady,"My mom called me "young lady", she must be mad! She only says "youngman" to me when she is really mad. I must have pushed her over the topwith my act. I pretended to pout and meekly went back to the changingroom to change. I heard a knock on the dressing room door. My mom wasoutside the door asking me to hand her the dress! Mom told me she wouldput it back on the rack for me."Try these dresses on instead. They. And they left the home at 10 am and I was alone in my home wearing a boxer and a t-shirt.I had my breakfast and was lying on the sofa and around 11.30 am the owner of our house came to our house asking some food recipe which I was not able to get and I asked her to get the thing she wants in the kitchen.After some time, she called me into the kitchen to help her to get the thing on the shelf to which I climbed on the table and as I was in the boxer and she was right in front of me facing my.