”“I never realized you were so artistic,” I tease, as I lift my head from my pillow and glance down at the happy face, heart and the number 25 t...at he’s drawing -with the end of a piece of red licorice as a pen and chocolate sauce as the ink- on my lower stomach.I seriously don’t know how I got caught up in this mess; the entire bed is littered with remnants of every one of my favorite snacks -everything from mini multicolored marshmallows, licorice and sour candies to chocolate sauce and fresh. Now, with hindsight, being economical with the truth here and there had been a miscalculation. Lisa, the Senior Sales Executive at Skintight was a hard task master and didn’t accept anything short of a hundred per cent from her team. Drew discovered this to his cost in his first week. Drew had sent a note to Lisa, outlining customers that met their main stockist criteria. She emailed him back the same day. ‘Drew. Is this meant to be funny? When I receive communication from my staff, I expect to. I pulled at her spaghetti straps and asked her, "Amy I want to see your breasts while you are going wherever you're going. That would make this even more special for me." She leaned back, smiled and looked me squarely in my eyes. "We'll talk about that later. Right now I have my hands full, literally, and it looks like you've got all you can handle too." How could I argue with her?Then she did something that I have never experienced in quite the way she did it. She......eased closer to my. He did not know what was going to happen to Dana. But, since she was not his real sister, he could probably watch her dance too. Why not?Dana was standing on the pool table. The ‘Name sewn on their shirt’ gang had surrounded the table and they began chanting. “take it off! Take it off! Dance for us, baby!” Dana had a puzzled look on her face. “how am I supposed to dance without music? “She calmly asked. That question really put a damper on their enthusiasm. “Damn. We don’t have a stereo in.