5 minutes later a knockwas at the door and I simply told him to come in, in my feminine voice.He walked and rounded the corner and same me. I smile we...t over hisface.He was in his late 30's and was wearing jeans sand a white button downshirt. He was well built and attractive man. He was glancing over at(in my opinion) a sexy, slutty looking girl sitting on the couch with aglass of red wine in front of her seductively holding a long cigarettein one hand as her crossed legs revealed the tops of. Born in the 1920s, he was rather courtly in his language. If I hadn't known he was from New England, I'd have thought him a southern gentleman. It really disturbed him to hear women curse. This didn't help, during one meeting of our Board of Directors. While I don't remember the exact topic, one of the top executives of our industry rose, asked for recognition, and responded to his comment with a loud "Bullshit!" He was really shocked hearing that in the mouth of a woman who was reputed to have. "And this is my friend Avril. I phonedahead a couple of days ago and booked us for this morning."My mother's words sunk in. Days ago? I thought. She made me anappointment days ago? I'd been set up - big time! I watched one of thegirls as she leafed through the appointment book."Oh yes, Mrs. McWilliams, I remember." she grinned as she walked aroundthe counter to meet us."If you'll just give me your bags," she said as she held out her hand.Mom handed the girl her bag and I did the same with my. I had done it because I wanted to do it, not to satisfy his perverse feelings.Eventually, I stepped out of the shower, dried myself, put on a thin wrap, and went to the little window to enjoy a cigarette.Ufuk came in. He put his shorts on and told me that the guys were still downstairs and wanted to say goodbye.That hadn't happened before, but I went downstairs. They were all dressed and ready to go. I just gave them all a cuddle and a kiss. Some of them touched me in places where they.