The company was family owned it had been given to the couple as a wedding present by the bride’s father, who were old money. The husband Ryan ran th... day to day and was a nice guy but had no business sense. The wife Florence managed the finances was a bitch who though her shit didn’t stink. She treated everyone as peons and lackies. For some reason she really didn’t like me but showed me her version of respect because in the first year I had expanded the company by four-fold and profits. .I don't want you to be alone likehe was." I'm not alone," Susan said. "I have so many wonderful people in mylife, you most of all. I was not all that different from Brandon, youknow; I shut people out of my heart because I was so driven by my work."When you came into my life, I saw what I had been missing. The momentyou opened your beautiful violet eyes after the transformation, I knewthat I would do whatever was necessary to help you adapt to what hadbeen done, no matter what the cost." When. "Lunch is served, cried Sanji, as he arrived with the crew's meals. Theother male crew members, however, all stared in shock at what he waswearing.Instead of his usual black three piece suit, the chef was now dressed inan ankle length red evening gown. It was a crimson satin number, withoff-the-shoulder straps that wrapped around his upper arms instead ofhis shoulders. Each step he took was punctuated by a click from thematching red high heeled pumps on his feet, while his hands and. ” I kept on doing this as my mind drifted away. How did I end up like this? Just minutes ago I was driving down the interstate, music blaring, trying my best not to fall asl**p. If it hadn’t been for the blue lights I would have never noticed the cop pulling me over. At first I hesitated to stop, it was very dark outside with few lights around, but it would be miles until the next exit. I couldn’t have let him follow me that long. With caution I pulled over to the side of the road. My mind.