“What?” I asked. “Never?”“Nope,” Tiffany shook her head.“That's,” I began to say but couldn't think of the word.“Amazing,” the dri...er said. “Fucking amazing.”“Hi,” Tiffany said as leaned forward between the driver and passenger seats. The poor guy was staring down at her chest as it jutted out in front of her. “It's pretty obvious that the two of us are going to fuck each other's brains out the moment we get to where we are going right?”“Yeah,” the guy nodded.“My engine is roaring because I. “This is non-sexual. It’s a VERY different thing when sex is involved. Ask your boyfriend. Speaking of which, what’s up with him not being here?”“We had a minor miscommunication. He’s all uptight about not having a job yet.”“I wish I could hire him, but I don’t have a spot for any electrical engineer or even a documentation writer. He did an awesome job on the manuals, but it’s really only part-time work at this point, and I don’t see needing someone full-time for that for years, if ever.”“I. But I did want to take this time to thank you for your exceptional effort.At 7:01 P.M. CST tonight my running mate and friend will be sworn in as the next President of the United States. I've requested of him that he keep my staff in place and even suggested that it might be advantageous to him to have a dual Chief of Staff post created. Of course, you'll have to discuss this with him.Day in and day out, I've watched you deal with events that would have most people babbling in a corner. How about you?Horny as usual.I blinked and laughed at the screen.Sorry. That was rude, I guess. That's just how us guys talk to each other.I typed: I'm not a guy. I'm also not your age, Shawn.I guessed that from the pretty pink dress and your cute little pigtails, Olive. Oh, and of course the name, Olive.My face was red as an apple now. If Mom knew I was IMing a 14-year old boy, Victoria's brother or not, I'd get ... well, the thought of it made me squirm.It's Olivia, not Olive, and I think its.