Pressman was as dense as a box of rocks though, “I’m sorry… er… Rebecca?” I nodded and smiled, “Please, all my personal friends call be B...cky.” I placed on hand on his arm and squeezed gently.“Well, I was just leaving for lunch, so if you’ll excuse me.” He tried to leave, but I pulled on his arm a little harder.“Please Mr. Pressman, it will only take a few minutes, it is personal .” I whispered the last part. That seemed to get his attention so he agreed to return to his office and we each. He peered close into her red-wet face. It was rather like that of a baby which had been left howling for far too long... except for the size, that is.“Listen to me, my girl,” he grated loudly over the choking sobs, “if you ever spit on me again, I’ll take a birch to you... and I’ll have every inch of skin off your backside! Believe me, when I’ve finished with you, it’ll look more like rump steak than human flesh. Do you hear me... do you hear me?”Quentin seemed to have worked himself up into a. Two days I did not go. Next day when I went to office I found him dull and after everybody left, he apologized and I also felt sorry as he had taught me all works of computer accounts, general office etc and had extended so many helps. He was very kind to me always and I was in a dilemma of what to do. Again one day he squeezed by breasts and put his finger inside my curdier and massaged my pubic area on top of my underwear which I always wear, though I do not use brassieres, I was angry I did. " With enough time and more of your money, you could purchase four smaller ships. They could have very tall masts. A suitable pole could be used to connect two of the ships. This could be hoisted to the top of the masts to keep them separated and still provide support for the chain."I had to think on this. "What is the beam of the ship?" I believe it is around thirteen and a half metres." How high is it?" I will have to guess and say about twenty five metres, Sir." What could it be reduced to?".