He is working overseas.” “Oh.” “But there is a boy – Ben.” “What is he like? Is he dishy?” “I wouldn’t say dishy. He is very sweet...– but innocent. I mean very innocent.” “So you have weighed him up already? You work fast!” “He is soppy but very polite and he has a very big cock!” “Martina, you work very fast!” “Well maybe. I have given him every opportunity to sleep with me, but he needs even more encouragement.” “Is he gay?” “No, he isn’t gay, just slow at coming forward. I have given him oral. Not per se. But, I think he’s ... close. I’m beginning to wonder exactly what an Alpha is...”Frank Wainwright grunted out a sigh. “I know several CEOs that claim to be Alpha males. And ... they have certainly become wealthy and control large businesses, but most of them have no scruples – none. Unfortunately, women seem to flock to them, anyway, and they – the so-called Alphas – seem to continue to gain power and prestige.”Jeff nodded. “Yeah, I know. And I suppose they are Alphas, just not our. She glanced around the hangar, its huge space littered with the nine docked ships of each of her rookies in addition to the one she was sitting on. When she saw that Tess was using the wrong tool to clean the lower thrust drive, Jane waited for a moment, watching out of the corner of her eye. She didn't have to say a word; within a few moments Jackson tossed his mecaspanner from halfway across the hangar, calling out "Heads up Tess."With barely a glance in his direction Tess snatched the tool. "Shopping kinda late aren't you?" Doing just fine, Miss D'Shawna!" Todd said in return. They had started the Mr. and Miss routine from the first time Todd had come into the store for his first project. D'Shawna was a perky, petite black woman. She was all of 5'1" tall, thin, beautiful face with a white, friendly, broad smile that made everyone feel welcome no matter how close to closing time it was. She was wearing a pair of tight fitting jeans, a zip-up hoodie and her hardware vest. Her was.