. ," he paused, expecting some kind of affirmation from Bob. "Bob! Bobby! Earth to Bob; are you reading me?" Huh?" Bob flicked his eyes to Spike and t...en back over Spike's shoulder to Vicky across the room."What are you looking at?" he asked. "C'mon man, don't make me turn around like a dickhead. She's over there isn't she? Is she talking to a guy? Oh fuck, she's standing right behind me, isn't she?"Two guys had just approached Vicky and Celeste's booth. They had improbably styled hair and open. What the fuck. I was ... I was entranced. I know that word sounds really overboard, but that’s what I was. I got up and went back to our table in a fog. An hour before I was all about going to Greece, but now? Now there’s like a buzz in my head. I don’t hear people clearly, I don’t think clearly. I’m not reacting to questions around me. Everything – every decision I’m making – is taking an extra beat. All I’m thinking about is this girl I just met. Said maybe three sentences to and who I’ve. " FAA?" Who does licensing for A&P Mechanics?" You do?" License issued 1986, number xxxxxx-xxx." Deceased?" I've got a man working with that number license but not that name." Charles Doyle." Yes Sir. Not a word." Let's go look at a plane."They hiked around to the folding door side of the hangar."Jesus, Mike ... this is a Big building." During the war it was a mechanics garage. They could have four B17 Bombers in here at a time and room to work on them. While pilots were learning to fly the. "Since your wardrobe was really lacking in proper clothes I have gotten you some things for you to see how an office slut is expected to dress. And since I am such a generous guy I will give you something you crave before you go home tonight. I expect you to put on your new uniform and come down to the mail room at 6 pm sharp. I will give you what all office sluts need."She felt her cheeks heat up as she blushed furiously. At first she shook her head no but it only took a minute for her now wet.