You're the guy they expect to see up there saying thanks. You don't have to make any big speech. But don't spoil this for our employees. They get to s...e the guy they work for being told he's done a good job. Don't cheat them out of that," I pleaded."I wouldn't know what to say. I'd probably make a fool out of myself. I'm not a real president ... just a boss," he complained, but no quite so loudly."Helmut," Marla interrupted, "you are every bit a president. You run that business and everyone. “Oh, now that is really nice!” breathed Pete. Murmurs of agreement. I pulled my skirt up so they could see properly, then stood back up and unzipped the skirt, kicking it off. I stood there in my blouse and, skirtless, they could see all my tights and the panty-gridle to my waist. I twirled round so they could admire my nylon-clad bottom. I bent forward again to touch my toes. I could feel the temperature of the room getting higher. I could see some of the boys rubbing themselves more openly. Yes, Tony knew that he had said it all right. Strangely enough though, she wasn't upset or mad, she only smiled coyly at him, she was so obviously thrilled that Tony had said it publicly, that he relaxed. She did not reveal the reason for her telephone call to him earlier that day. She just kept smiling at him across the dinner table, in a sort of mysterious intriguing smile."Do you think you would enjoy sleeping with me again?"She asked with that strange mysterious smile on her face."I know I. And that lifted my spirits for the night as I rushed for college for the day.As the bell rang, I ran outside the class to get out of the gate first. I could hardly concentrate on the class. My mind was now again flocked with the thoughts of the impending night. There were doubts if my mom would change her mind. To set everything right for the night, I should reach home ahead of my siblings.I was able to get out of college first successfully and was walking home steadily. I was running whenever.