“Look Bill. I know we were out of line. It kind of started as a joke, or more like a dare, but one thing lead to another and when your wife opened t...e door naked ... Well, things just took off from there. We shouldn’t have done it and we can’t take it back, all we can do is apologize.”Tomkins snorted. Greg shot him a look that should have killed him, but the bastard was too stupid to realize that Greg was pissed.I poured beer into the two empty mugs and slid them across the table. Both took big. This trip was to Kobe. I searched for a mall near my hotel. There was one about four miles away. I figured, based on some experience, that the Japanese do not take as dim a view of nudity as we do. You still have to be careful, but you have more leeway. I got in my car and headed for the mall. My first problem entailed having to park pretty far from the entrance. I was going to walk in naked, so it would be sad if I never made it to the mall without an encounter. I parked, and stripped fully. It was a little known secret that she was the one who actually ran the day-to-day operations of Ashton Food Services. Cynthia owed the company, but really didn't have the knowledge to effectively run it. At least not the way Amanda could. So she had promoted the office manager to vice-president and let her run the show."Exactly, so I know it's not the business that's on your mind," Amanda said. "So let me take off the vice-president hat and ask you again as your friend."Cynthia hesitated before. I would show my husband that I could do this job and be a good wife. When I was with Tim I would show him the side of me that he knew so well but when I was working for XYZ, that is Frank Burns, I would be his in every way he wanted me. If he wanted an Executive Secretary I would be the best damn Executive Secretary possible but if he wanted a breeder my legs would spread any time he asked. I checked the alarm clock next to the bed and was surprised that it was so late 10:30. I didn't think.