Allow me to offer you a meal of fish stew with potatoes; the combination is delicious. Fresno, ask my wife to get the fish stew cooking.”“Yes, sir...” He turned on his heel and strode away on this errand.John asked, “Is this the stew I had, last time I was here? If so, I agree that it is fine.”“It is one of our favourites, Numa. We use smoked fish, cooked in milk until tender, then added to a pot of boiled potatoes, and seasoned to taste. If John liked it, you will enjoy it as well.”“Smoked fish?. “Oh shit,” she mouthed to herself as she shifted again on her bar stool, trying desperately to fan herself with splayed fingers. She felt drugged. Did he slip something into her drink? What the hell is happening?And so it began.Eyes widened as pupils dilated. Hot and cold flashes with palms of wet. Gently furrowed brow of concern as the intensifying sensations washed over her weakened, submitting body. Her hardened nipples now expressively pressed through her lace bra and against her taut. This is the Grievance Committee, and I’m not even sure it’s the right forum. That’s why I talked with you this morning about the subject matter.”Sandy had already noticed that the union group had five more people than it had had the previous time. “It’s not a grievance, it’s a layoff. Bill will explain it to you.”Stevens reviewed for the union people the findings of the planning session. They had all seen the stale product being trucked out and a crew from Micronics was already busy dismantling. Wow!I turned her back to me. She looked at my muscular and built upper body, with astonishment.“Oh no! You are so muscular!…” I held her hands again, like I did earlier, pressed her against the wall, and took my eyes closer to hers. She did not smile. She just looked astonished with her mouth open.“What is wrong? Do I scare you? I do not think so. Do not be scared honey” I said as I rubbed my fingernails of my right hand from her temple down her cheek, and then her neck. She looked at my right.