“I’m already sneaking dope into this place in my damn bra for you, I don’t think I can help you with anything else.” His eyes flicked up and d...wn the length of her body, then he locked eyes with her. “I think you can.” Maria swallowed nervously, already guessing where this was going. “Look, I don’t see how-" “Sure you do.” Andre interrupted impatiently. Not breaking eye contact, he rubbed himself suggestively through his slacks. Glancing down at the bulge forming there, Maria swallowed again,. Mission accomplished. With the phone in my hand I swiveled the chair around and put my feet up against the dark paneled wall for a moment. It sure felt good sitting in this chair, that's for sure. Just as I was getting lost in the comfortable surroundings I was startled by someone knocking on the doorframe. Thinking it might be Jack, I quickly turned back around and put the phone down."Did I startle you, Mr. Benson?" In front of my eyes was one of the hottest-looking blondes I have ever had the. I stayed away on the Monday night, after all there was nothing to go home for. I stayed away on the Tuesday night as well, but that was a little more unplanned.I had phoned Greg Dickens of ITP, with the intention of meeting him and beginning to build some relationship with him which I thought was vital to the project. I reminded him that he had intended to buy me lunch, how about it now? His idea was that he would buy me dinner, but only if I could promise to make it late enough and alcoholic. All three girls and I huddled together at the main counter for our VP to get off the phone with either Mrs. or Mr. Sullivan.“Okay, your mom is good with you riding with Mike to the hospital, Tempe,” Mr. Williamson said as he hung up the phone. He then stared at me and sternly said, “Do NOT speed and no driving like a mad man on your way to St. Joe’s. Understood?”“Yes, Sir!” I forcefully replied.“Your mother, Mike, should be at the hospital, now. I would ask for her when you get there. She’ll be.