He doesn’t like to see her in trousers or jeans; he’s, what you might say, a leg man.” “Well we certainly wouldn’t get on,” she responded... referring to the fact that she always wore trouser suits. “Well, I tend to agree with him. Yes, there are occasions when trousers or jeans may be necessary but in general trousers are for men and skirts are for women.” “Are you saying that I should wear skirts?” He laughed. “You’re the boss and you can wear what you like but... if you don’t mind me. ’ ‘Why is that?’ ‘I don’t know. The man doesn’t answer questions. He only asks them.’ ‘Odd he called you at home instead of calling here at the office. What did you tell him?’ asked Jansen. ‘I told him what I knew. Murphy had hauled Gafferson and a hot, redheaded nurse named Mona Dale into the precinct. We didn’t have enough evidence to hold the nurse or Gafferson, but we were still sure Gafferson iced Metzger.’ ‘Funny that the councilman would care about a low-life like Metzger or a two-bit. She then pulled out the pullover. She smiled at me. I gave her a nod that conveyed thousand thanks to her. She gave a naughty smile and started working like nothing happened. The best-looking girl in my office had just agreed to spice up life. This could not be happening. I was not a loser after all. Throughout the day she teased me with a bit of exposing. I loved the feeling. The excitement was killing me. She used to turn her chair towards me and stretch her hands lifting her top giving me a. "I'm supposed to recommend the Flamingo Conference Center, but its kind of a funky old joint," she whispered. "I think you'd do better at the Hillside Inn." Ahh, I saw the sign on my way in," I nodded back in the direction of the highway. "I know right where it is, thanks." I've got their number if you want to call ahead," she offered. I realized about then that the name tag on her blouse said 'Mila'."Thanks, that would be a big help, Mila." she blushed when I said her name. I could see I was.