It's Halloween. I think you're going to be the onestanding out like a sore thumb not taking a risk and not pushing thelimits with a daring, exciting c...stume like that. Everyone is probablyexpecting another stuffy boss. One who doesn't get involved in theiremployees personal lives. If you did this, I think they would have a lotof respect for you. What guy shows up on his first day dressed as theopposite sex. To me that's someone who has a lot of balls and isn'tafraid to show everyone," Anna. “The last names’ a bit harder. Zakarian.”“Zakarian,” Karissa repeated.“I’ll show you the spelling.”“Who is this Karen Zakarian?”“Someone who would have been about your age if she lived. How old are you?”“Fifteen.”“A couple years older then.”“Is this for a birth certificate?”“And other things. You were born in Houston. Same day and month it turns out, so that will be easy. And you’ll have a social security number. And a Utah ID. The address will be Terry’s Sanctuary, where you’ve been ... taken,. But luckly for me, one of those few students was a certain girl. Her name was Blessing. She had the most magnificent breasts I had ever seen, whch were accented by the fact that she wore an extra low cut shirt day after day. She sat in the seat across the isle from me, and often she would sleep on the way home. Another blessing was the fact that the road to our area was filled with potholes. Every time we hit one, it seemed as if her breasts were just eager to leap up out of that shirt. Every. And it would be the greatest fun to make them play games with each other” Life certainly was a bowl of cherries at that moment.Quentin looked at Madame Vesta. “Price?” he asked.The black-gowned woman shrugged. “Well.. she’s quite some beauty. And, at twenty-four, there’s a lot in her yet.What’s more,” she smiled, “I know you fancy her...”“I can take her or leave her.”“Maybe. Still, Quentin, you are an old client now. A valued client. Shall we say ten thousand? Pounds, not dollars.”“My God....