.. It’s hard to explain, but all I know is, it works... ! Does your husband like what he does... ?“Of course ... he eats dreams and sleeps it 24/7..... !”“Exactly, and to him, nothing else matters ... he’s in love with the banking industry.”“Tell me about it ... He makes a hundred and fifty thousand per year ... and then gets a yearly bonus of another three to four hundred thousand... !”“But is he happy... ?”“I would say, yes when he’s at work, but not when he’s with us at home.”“Exactly... ! But. There were nametags (first name only) on the table, and I settled in. When I saw Cynthia sit I realized that I was supposed to smooth the dress over my bottom beforehand. I had just never learned those little things a girl was supposed to do in a skirt or dress."How's your daughter?" Cynthia asked Irene after everyone had had a seat."Growing like a weed," Irene said with a sigh. "She starts kindergarten next week. She made a lot of friends at daycare, and she's excited that all of them will be. I also replied hi.He had hi bath and came down to have dinner.We chatted for few minutes and went to sleep.Next few days went normal..One day a call came to my aunt that some of her relatives health is serious.So she packed her luggage and went immediately.After I came from college,my uncle also came.We went to restaurant to have food and came back by 9.I went to my room changed to nightdress and came.I was not wearing any bra at that time.While coming down from the steps I saw uncle completely. ." Come on, Jake," she said. "You made me endure four hours of hell on a commercial jetliner. The least you could do is invite a lady over to your room for dinner."She had a point there. "Okay," he said. "Come over as soon as you get settled in and we'll eat."Her smile grew wider. "I'll be looking forward to it."Jake tried to suppress the thought that he was looking forward to it as well.Ronald Dithers was the night manager of the hotel. He was thirty-eight years old and at the pinnacle of his.