There was an old man in the office and I stopped to talk to him. He told me the station was doing well but he was more than ready to retire. He had no...family to take over so he was selling out. I made no commitment but got all the details. That night I talked it over with Jen and she agreed it would be a good way for me to keep busy at something I was good at. We made the deal. The old man stayed around for a while to let me get to know the station and his customers, then he moved to Florida.I. As easy as it was for him to bag women, he bagged his niche and rode it to the top with quick success, being a fast talker he haggled, bargained, conned, seduced and screwed his way to the top. He reached out in to opening companies to hold motivational speaking seminars, opened up Adonis Gym one by one (heavily appealed in his books), he even started opening night clubs with lewd names such as Club Nailed, Club Eros, and even as far as Club Fuzzy Cuffs all to incorporate the image of the ideal. "Ukyou-sama," he began, his tone soft but playful.Whatever he was about to say next was interrupted, however. "Konatsu,what the HELL do you think you're doing?"The boy flinched, sitting up and looking down at the floor, lookingchastened and... well, sulky. "...seducing you?" Wait, what?" The sheer left-field nature of his response let the angerdrain out of Ukyou."Well, I..." He paused, doodling little circles in her futon with an indexfinger. "The truth is, Ukyou-sama, that I'm in love with. He left Ali alone in the suite with the girl.Ali took off her ski wear and stood in front of Karen almost naked except for her bikini pants. Karen looked at Ali, shook her head, and said, "My father said you were very beautiful. But words fail: it's like saying the Matterhorn is big. It's true, but it's inadequate. Mrs. Clifford, you are gorgeous!"Ali smiled her thanks and put on her jeans and chambray shirt. Then she sat down and looked at Karen. "Karen, we were talking about you. I asked if.