Market diversification.”Harold, seat belt diagonally across his dark blue blazer, white shirt, Trumpian red tie, dropped the word ‘market’ into ...is conversation in record time this morning. Ever since Gertie had agreed to be his financial advisor, he’d taken to her business lessons like a 12-year old getting his first tit.We were on our way to see another fixer-upper, our first outside Harold’s homeland - the Northeast. But the apartment building off 63rd was similar to his other eight. Being away from my family home for the first time, I was relishing the new feelings of independence, and living just off campus with some other students meant I had a place where I didnt have to fear my parents disapproval. The first week of Uni flashed by quickly, with lots of hazing involving alcohol, dares and fun activities centred around getting to know the student body. And there were quite a lot of hard bodied young men I was very interested in getting to know better. The Orientation. "You don't have much time now, Ramirez," he replied instead of answering my question, gently shutting the dividing door."Sneaky bastard," I muttered and locked the door behind him.The clothes I'd worn last night were lying atop my duffle bag when I looked for them. I put on a pair of clean panties and a bra and, wearing the same pants, pulled on a clean, dark blue shirt that was sleeveless and cut just low enough to show the tops of my breasts. To me, it was somewhere between casual office. " Technically, you opened the can of worms by using the word 'was' in your previous sentence," she corrected me.Caroline was still there, listening to my conversation with Adeline. She'd heard me mention her name so I couldn't very well banish her from the room. She must know this wasn't about business."Can we forget rule number three for a few minutes?" I suppose. What happened between your friend and Caroline?" His last name is Chase, but Caroline knows him as Mac because that's his nickname..