.?”Dave rolled his eyes. “God, it was our wedding night, for both of us. Don’t get me wrong, we had done a lot of necking and what not before, b...t she wanted to wait. I mean, I wanted to, believe me, I wanted to, and Emily said she wanted to, but she said to wait, so we waited. It was like the blind leading the blind!”Nancy snickered. “You must have figured things out eventually.”“Oh yeah! About two minutes after we got into the motel room!” Both Dave and Nancy laughed loudly at this.Their. "Yes, I'm Thomas Berghoff," I replied, when she introduced herself and inquired about me, her eyes open wide and her mouth agape. "Won't you come in?"I held the screen door open for her, but she was reluctant to enter the house. "Could we talk out here on the porch?" she asked nervously, suddenly blushing."Yes, of course," I replied. "Would you care for something to drink? A Coke, perhaps." No thank you," she said as she shuffled her feet and avoided looking at me.I waved her to a chair on my. This stuff to you, it makes..... me feel sexy,” Hannah replied. Tom smiled. “It seems strange having this serious conversation while I’m locked in this fiddle.” “I know,” Hannah laughed nervously, “do you want me to unlock you?” “I really don’t.” Hannah could see that he was getting off topic. “So what are we?” she persisted. “Friends.” “Friends?” Hannah replied, “You’re sitting her in my flat in chains and in chastity.” “Good friends, then?” Hannah stood up and walked over to him. “Can this. But seriously this is a professional office. I don't want my important clients coming in here and the first impression they get is a whore house. I've told you about Business Attire. That shirt is not close to appropriate." he sternly lectured. He did not use a tone or look of anger, but of disappointment. "I gave you this job out of the benevolence of my heart and you come in here on a very important day with such disregard to one of the simple things I ask of you. Very disappointing." .