I was back to normal."Sorry, Rob," said Rob, "I didn't mean to throw you for a loop." What happened?" Corky had a great idea: you could pose as your s...ster." That's crazy," I said."Before you say no..." said Rob. Corky cut him off."I don't see what the big deal is," said Corky. "Your man boobs are asbig as your sisters. At least as her, you get to look good." Oh yeah, then why don't you do it?" I said."I'm too much of a stud. I'd never pass," he said."You always wanted to be an actor," said Rob. “Shit, Dena! Beth just heard you fucking blowing me! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! She said if I ever cheated again, it was OVER! What in the fuck am I gonna do?! Fuck me all to hell! I just threw away a million dollar salary for a fucking blowjob from a two bit whore! Yeah, you’re one fine looking slut, but SLUT is all you are.”Dena sat silently. He had hired her immediately upon meeting her. She knew what credentials got her the job. The first day at the work, Paul called her into his office. "I'll take you home," I said for the second time. She smiled and we jogged back to the dress shop and around to the back. I went upstairs to get my car keys and two towels. When I came back down, Megan was stretching. We dried our arms and heads and placed the towels on the car seat."I think the way those people treated you sucks," she said as we drove along Main Street.This was the first time either of us had mentioned the class we were in together, but I knew somehow that she was talking. If they recognized you, they could be quite entertaining and friendly. If they didn’t recognize you, they were unfailingly polite. But at the same time, carefully observant.But not all of my problems were as easily solved. Like when Lucy Golden and Gertrude Newsome demanded a meeting with me. Between the two of them, they were highly irritated about the Flight Operations Division. Gertrude’s complaint was about Dan Larson, the maintenance Chief.“Sir,” Gertrude started, “something is going on.