" She didn't say anything for a moment."Danny, I am still the girl who was your friend. It's been ten years or so since your family moved. I didn't fo...get you, although you did fade a bit in my mind. But seeing you again and talking with you, just reminded me what a good friend you were."I asked the question, that I had been wanting to ask, and Len wanted to answer."So how did you get into stripping?" She laughed, and I must admit I liked to hear her laugh."At last!" She said. "OK. You know I. What would he do next? He’s been on target with everything. She could feel his breath work it’s way behind her ear and then down to the nape of her neck. Memories of John flooded her thoughts. She felt the unmistakable touch of his tongue and she was suddenly back to the unbelievable present. Shivers of pleasure shot down her spine. Jon looked down Grace’s partially open blouse, he could see each curvaceous breast heave with every breath. They looked so creamy and delicious. In one smooth. We talked about our professions and unfortunately she was also a software engineer.And we kept on talking about our jobs and how much it sucks to be an IT employee with some moron managers handling the projects. We kept talking and talking strange thing was we were still strangers we never exchanged our names. Suddenly she grabbed my visiting card lying in my car and read my name “Shekhar T. Senior Software Developer” that’s impressive. I just gave a smile and said not as impressive as it. ” “Do you feel you were slighted by upper management whenthey placed a black man over you and your department?” “Yes.” “Why?” “Because they tend to take advantage of theirposition.” “In what way?” “They treat the women, especially the white women,better then they do the men. They always seem to bemaking passes at them and the women seem to like itthat way.” “Do these women ever complain about this.