" It was eternity in Hell... "Okay, supposing I worked out nude. Would that do it for you?"Melissa ducked her head but her eyes glowed. "Probably." Wh...t's in it for me?" Mac had a sudden flash... "I... What would you want?" 'I'd fuck him -- I'd burn this thing out trying to get to it!' Melissa thought."I'm uh, into big naturals..." Mac said quietly."Well, shit!" Melissa crossed her arms at the bottom of the bra, skinned it up, and sent it flying, "THOSE I've got!"Mac's eyes bulged. His mouth. For twelve years and had worked my up to department manager. I was told that I would be allowed to hire a junior manager to work the job that I was just promoted from. That was great. It would allow me to sit in my new corner office and actually not do a hell of a lot. We advertised the position both internally and externally. It was Monday, three weeks after the company had posted the job opening. I had four interviews scheduled for the day. I already had resumes from all of them and had. I warned them not to forget their training and let them climb into their SPADs.We were flying over the German lines looking for trouble. Hell, we had to do it, so I decided not to pussyfoot around. We were flying at 4,000 feet in hopes that none of my men would get lost and land at a German airfield by mistake. I spotted the Germans in D. VIIs at about 7,000 feet and about to dive on us out of the sun. Uh-oh, there was my first mistake, we were just too damned low!I gave directions with hand. I have absolutely no plan now that I'm here! Being, as I am, an Aries, I often make impulsive decisions and find myself in compromising positions as a result. However, it's also my arian tendencies that allow me to have faith in it all working out without stressing too much. Famished and a bit jet-lagged, I stop in for a bite at Gallagher's Pub on E Broadway. I sit at a table and set my bag down on the chair beside me. I order a Celtic Caesar salad with Cajun chicken and a pint of Craft beer..