“Excuse me?”“Boston. At once. For several months,” said Caroline.“Uhm ... I assume she knows, right?”Caroline’s secretary knows everythi...g.“Yes.”“So ... There’s this thing I’m doing in the next few weeks, maybe even months. In Saudi Arabia. It involves tea and MI6. Ring any bells?”Caroline tutted her lips for an instant.“I’m well aware of that. Martin, TicketBooth is an eight BILLION dollar company, of which we now own sixty percent. And it’s busy digging it’s own grave, as large companies. I like putting my car in neutral because the new stainless steel, Flowmaster exhaust that I had installed on my car makes my GT sound like a Nascar racer. Most times, I do not put the radio on just so that I can hear the music from the exhaust. As I’m motoring down the asphalt, you can hear the rumbling sound from my exhaust a block away. The melodious song that it creates is definitely a head turner for all auto enthusiasts around. ‘Hey, asshole, put a muffler on that thing.’ I was on a slight. After a few more minutes she emerged in a snug fitting dress that was cut to a low V in the front with the hem at about mid-thigh and also made it clear that she was still commando under it. The dress was a light blue colour and she had changed to black heels indicating just how well she could pack a purse. I applauded her outfit, her presentation and her packing ability.At the end of this presentation she said “I just have one more ensemble to show you if you don’t mind Unc”.“You can continue. After the k**s went off to college, my wife Kathy and I found ourselves caught with a bit of the old empty nest syndrome. We had a lot of disposable income, no k**s left to spend it on, and more time on our hands than we knew what to do with. Stage three of our marriage had begun, and we decided that the first order of business would be to invite a man to come over and have sex with my wife while I watched.We're both really shy people and we knew we'd never be able to approach anyone at a bar..