Clearly Ms Hemingstone was a little eccentric."This all looks good..you..your CV looks good. This will be a simpleinterview. I will require you to pas... a simple typing test and then ashort oral interview," Amber continued, handing Malcolm a computerkeyboard.Malcolm typed the task he was given out with ease; he spent much time onhis computer at home and had become an efficient touch typist. He did notuse the correct fingers, but his speed was impressive.Amber smiled. "Very good. No mistakes.. "Isn't this a mess?" she asked, as she brought out the ice tray."I don't mind," I said, not wanting to agree with her and perhaps blow the first client I ever had. Obviously it was going to be a divorce action.She dropped the ice tray onto the sideboard and then her right hand moved an unruly strand of hair away from the side of her face. "So am I," she said. The palms of her hands slid down the front of her, pressing the shift against her. "I'm a terrible mess."She was trying to convince. O.V.?’ I reread the story again but the back porch light was still off. ‘Maybe I should start over with a new story and try again,’ I thought to myself. This time I wasn’t nearly so cocky. Even though some of the people thought my story lines were was good, most found them hard to follow because of all my issues and problems. So I went back to square one, again. ‘Babes, what’s point of view?’ I asked my wife who used to be a teacher. She proceeded to tell me about first and third person and. She is not bad looking but 3 k**s and in her 40's had taken a toll on her, she has a round ass and always wore a skirts. Anyway this one night I wore shorts it was hot out and no underwear. She was sitting on my left, our spouses sat at another table across the room and couldn't see under the table She like any other time but her hand on my leg. When every the opportunity was there with no one see use. This time I had shorts on so it was skin in skin. She would rub up my leg then down and.