I felt my eyebrows disappear into my hair. “Part of my apology,” he whispered. “Champagne?” cried Doreen from the other end of the table. �...Are we celebrating?” The whole room must have heard her. I glanced at Ted, wondered how he’d work his way out of this one. “It’s my birthday. I’m thirty eight today,” he said, quickly, not a hint of embarrassment. Why couldn’t I be like that? There was a chorus of ‘Happy Birthday’, then Ted added. “Let’s make it champagne all round!” I watched in. This had given Jessica a reputation for being an ice queen, but she did not care so long as she was successful.Her level of prestige also demanded a higher standard of professionalism. While her team scoured the remote desert near the Persian Gulf in shorts and tank tops, she reserved herself to a white polo and khaki pants. This was not due to a lack of body confidence. Dr. Anderson had a tall limber frame fron years of long hikes to archeological dig sites, and her b-cup breasts and ass were. They were comparing notes to how many each of them had because they felt that outside our group they had to be careful.June told the folks our plans before June, Sunshine and I walked back to the cabin. We all three got a glass of scotch and sat on the couch with a lady on either side.Both Sunshine and June had their heads on my shoulders while I read. Within fifteen minutes they were both asleep. I woke Sunshine and took her to my room and put her to bed. I went to the bathroom then went back. "Jocelyn got to the office early Monday morning. Jack had warned her thatshe might not be able to log in to the company's system in the office,either, and had suggested that if that were the case, she would have todecide among a couple of rather bold choices. He had repeated his advicethat if such were not the case, she should keep her demeanor low key.She logged in with no problem.A quick check indicated that she had access to all systems and all herfiles."So," she said, "Jack was right. Big.