I’ve tried not to judge people, but Javier's dark Latin skin and thick accent scared me. He was tall and looked like he worked out a lot, much more ...han I did. I am 5’4” tall and kinda lean; more of a tennis player than weight-lifter. I was feeling very vulnerable."It was an accident. I'll get back to work now."“No. I got a new job for you."I looked into Javier's eyes for the first time."What?"“ You know what. Come into the office."“ But-," Now!" he demanded. I thought about making a run for. “Pam,” the meek-looking blond said when my questioning gaze moved to her face.“Nice to meet you, Pam,” I said as I took her rather nervously raised hand and kissed it like the first.“I’m Mandy,” the tallest of the five said, presenting her hand to me.“Mandy with the pretty brown eyes,” I said with a wink before giving her the courtesy kiss on the back of her hand.“And you must be Karen,” I said before the green-eyed light brown haired girl could offer. “I’m glad to finally meet you.”Karen asked. And then, I went to the closet, fingers crossed that what I was looking for would be inside… And they were. Pretty obvious, too. Not only that, but there were more than one pair, giving me a choice, something I didn’t expect. Now that I knew I could carry out my plan, I set it into motion, knowing that, if I thought about it too much, I’d chicken out. Step one. Undress. I’d come over in a pair of shorts, a tee, and a hoodie. Having already left my sneakers by the back door, it didn’t take me. He was remembering what happened to his family. "We give him all the advantages if we let him attack whenever he wants to attack."BB was strangely silent throughout the conversation. He just watched and listened with a thoughtful expression. Martha noticed and raised her eyebrows at him.Have you ever noticed how women can carry on entire conversations with facial expressions? Have you ever noticed how quickly men have learned to recognize those expressions that require them to do something?BB.