Trying to keep calm while so angry at the idiot, Phillip says, “Meghan, thank you for telling me. I take it the comment is on the tape, and some of...the staff on the call heard it too?” Meghan tells him that is correct.“Send two of the security guards to the plant, have The Problem clean out his desk and locker. Have them make sure he is not taking anything that is not his. Then have the guards bring him to my office directly. Well, this is going to make moving forward a breeze now.”Phillip. They wanted to meet me and for me to bring my subjects. "They could want anything from simply having dinner to finding out how powerful I am. They may just want to see who I've collected so they don't grab the wrong girls." Whatever they want, it can't be good." Nadia said from the kitchen. She had poured glasses of milk for all of us and was transferring them to the dining table. I watched the smooth roll of her hips as she walked. Her legs both moved her forward and acted like shock absorbers. "He stood up straight in front of me and looked me in the eye. "The kidsin here have all suffered in one way or another, so be prepared for alittle animosity until you've settled in and they trust you."I said, "Thanks Mr. Reed."He laughed and said, "Will you stop calling me Mr. Reed and startcalling me Bill."He smiled at me and left closing the door quietly behind him, I satmyself down on the bed and looked at my watch it was only eight thirtyfive yet a lifetime seemed to have passed by.I. "Course I am, sweetness," I answered in my best ghost impression.The sweaty girls were filing in, giggling and looking around. Miss Braces looked at the ground, quickly heading for her locker. Like before, she was shy, stripping faster than a flash of lightning; blink and you would've missed it. The she made a beeline straight to the showers, a towel clutched about her body, protecting her youthful charms like a doe with her faun.I followed.She threw her towel over the metal stall, turned on.