Than Mike Tyson. Slight, wiry, an engaging grin and a fun guy, but neither of us thought about him that way till that one night after he ended up comi...g home with us after a night in the bar. As usual we just got a little drunker sipping brandies in the living room as we listened to music, before Carl crashed out on the couch and Brad and I headed for bed. That night, however, I awoke in the middle of the night, bursting for a pee and when I made my way to the bathroom I saw that the light was. "I don't think we need thaton" he said, removing my negligee. "What are you wearing under your slip" A black lacy basque" I replied. "In that case..." without finishing hissentence he slipped a hand under the straps of my slip and eased them offmy shoulders. The slip fell to the floor and I became very aware thatthis was the most unclothed he'd seen me. He reached behind me and feltthe thong back of my panties. "I don't think we need to take anythingelse off" he decided.He moved to the bed and. . or perhaps a pamphlet sitting on her dining room table. It was from the same company I had gone through when eventually finding this place. I wondered then, if she hadn't been involved in some sort of condo pre-screening or something. I'd have to ask her about that, out of curiosity if she indeed had. It would certainly go a long way in explaining a lot about the people who lived here.As I stood there thinking about this, I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. Sure enough, Steven had. The next morning, my new foreman came looking for me. He had some bruises on his face, and was swollen up under his right eye. "Do I get to hire and fire?" Sure do." He turned back to the corral and went inside. Ten minutes later, two of my hands came walking out with their bedrolls in their hands. They looked all sulky as they passed me, but neither one said anything to me. Both of them looked like they might have been in a tussle, and neither appeared like they had been the victor. After they.