At least, I'd managed to stay out of trouble with the law. During a pause in Walter's discourse about his plans for Sunday, my mom asked me how the ne... business was coming. I told her that it was going well, and that I had one good employee and another starting on the following Monday. I wasn't sure that Kiki was going to start, but I didn't mention that to her."There's another girl that I went to high school with that would be perfect for selling for me, but I can't find her. I went by the. Three were relationships and three were one-night stands. Sex and men had not been important to her. She had once gone two years with no sex at all, a drought broken by a drunken one-night stand she had thoroughly enjoyed. She had waited by the telephone for two days after that night -- but he never called her again. She found the perfect place to live within walking distance of the laboratory where she worked. It was an old three-level townhouse, long and narrow, with large bay windows. However, I heard nothing.I waited.Still nothing.Anxious, I was about to return to my room when I saw a light coming from downstairs. It didn't surprise me that I hadn't noticed it earlier because then I had not expected any disruptions to my usual recognizance. I peered over the banisters and found my mom laying on the couch. The light which I saw earlier came from a standing lamp beside her, which she used to see a book currently opened on her lap."Mom?" I whispered when I approached her.She. " That got a laugh. "If he's persistent, discuss it with your supervisor -- no doubt the individual's productivity is down if he's waving his privates under your nose on a regular basis. If he IS your supervisor, feel free to discuss it with HIS supervisor or with HR."He looked around. "We expect some tolerance from those who do not sign waivers -- and we expect some effort at decorum from those who do. Extreme behavior will get you disciplined because it is disruptive -- I would recommend.