Hotel Nueva York. That explained it. Not the fanciest place in town, despite its name, but an OK mid-range hotel. Good tourist trade, from what the ma...ager, himself a recent Cornell School of Hotel Administration graduate, had told me when I’d chatted with him at one of our annual travel fairs.Monsieur M owned this hotel, among others.That explained the referral from the ambassador, but not why. Tootsie had said it was urgent. Ambassador or not, it was going to be my name on the visa and I. .. inevitable. I would put my foot down if Sandy moved hard to gather Janice to our crazy family. However, that’s not because I don’t think she’s very attractive, don’t think she would be interesting as a lover. I simply do not want the potential problems of getting involved with the departmental secretary ... or any other ... addition that could easily cause problems. I also don’t want you girls to think I’m neglecting you for something new. The most difficult part of this whole thing for me. Once, out there in the barn, I think he may have seen me watching him as I admired his hard body. Since that day, he has been making lewd advances towards me for a week.When he comes to the kitchen to eat, he looks at me with a hungry, leering look. A look that tells me it’s not food he wants, but for something else ... At times he’ll pass so close to me, his arm or body touches my breast. He is gentle but deliberate as his hand slides across my butt. He doesn’t grope, just a light, lingering. "Salut. Beaut of a day, eh?" he greeted her. He shaded his eyes with his hand. Lynn looked up, squinting from the glare of the sun shining through a shimmering haze. She turned back to the young man and said, "Uh-huh. Are you supposed to be out here?" Adam smiled and held up the "peace" sign with two fingers. "I'm on lunch," he said. She nodded. "Okay," she grumbled, "Sorry to bother you." Adam winked and waved off her apology. "Just doing your job, boss." "Could you at least put on your.