It was one of her secretaries doing special assignments for her."Miss Griffin I have urgent news," the petite young Brunette spoke.Elaine looked at th... young secretary. Elaine normally had "temporary" secretaries working for her."What is it?" Elaine asked."I received e-mails from a couple of embassies," the young girl said in low monotone."Now that's interesting. I don't remember us having treated any diplomats in the last six weeks or so. Which embassies are these and what do they want?". ”The first awkward silence of the evening set in. I dug my spoon into the ice-cream in front of me.“So are you over here for long?” I asked.“A week.”“Just a vacation?”“No. Work.” He didn’t elaborate.“Oh. Okay.”He caught my eye.“You like living here?” he asked. “In New York, I mean.”“It’s not bad. Pretty expensive.”“I’ll bet. How ‘bout the people? Decent? Or pretentious?”I rolled my eyes. “Strictly pretentious.” I said, and I wasn’t kidding. “This one girl I work with got evicted. She’s not. Finally, he approached the workers and asked, “I appreciate how hard you’re both working, but what the heck are you doing? It seems that one of you digs a hole, and then the other guy immediately fills it back up again.One of the city workers explained, “The third guy who plants the trees is off sick today.”In the first year of marriage... In the first year of marriage, the man speaks and the woman listens.In the second year, the woman speaks and the man listens.In the third year, they both. I had to know what was going on. I turned the knob as slowly as I could and pushed the door open just a crack. I couldn’t see, her bed was still out of sight, but these were definitely the sounds of sex, either that or she was jumping on her bed at midnight. I pushed it open further, just enough to stick my head in. I was seeing it from an angle, but it was the back of a man, a grown man, naked, roughly thrusting his hips up and down.Underneath him was my sister. Her wrists were pinned down to.