I was dumb-silent. "I'm... ...I'm...really sorry.... ...I guess..." I told her. It was hard to muster up an apology. It was hard to be sorry staring a... those two works of art she hung on her chest."You GUESS!? What do you mean ‘You GUESS?" She saw me staring at her tits and followed my gaze with her eyes…"Oh." She says. That’s it, just “Oh” She didn’t try to cover them, turn around, run away or anything. She just said, “Oh”. I told her I was sorry again but I couldn’t pull my eyes off her. ”“Oh,” Dan said. He wondered if that would come with another raise. Raising an eyebrow, he asked, “Are you sure you want to do that?”“We’re still trying to hire another cook to replace Tim,” Rob said with a sigh. The turn over in a restaurant like that could be pretty high.“He’s been gone for more than a week,” Dan said wondering why they hadn’t replaced Tim already.“It takes time to hire people. Most folks don’t want to work jobs like this,” Rob said. He looked at Dan and said, “When you open. I had surprised him. Good.“So you’re worth money to the right people.”I shrugged, trying to use only my left shoulder to do so. I knew that giving myself a cash value might help to keep Summer and I alive. Although he was working on her for a different pot of money, I didn’t think Murdoch would be completely immune to the idea of holding me to ransom. From what Summer had told me, and from the way he’d acted and spoken so far, he was the cleverest guy in the room in his estimation. The way he’d. I’m putting this experience down in writing because out wedding counselor from the church suggested that if I write this down I can use it for strength if I am ever tempted again.My name is Phenix, I’m twenty-eight years old, I’m a carpenter by trade and I live in the suburbs of Nashville, Tennessee. I’m getting married next weekend to the love of my life Laura. My wife to be, Laura and I decided to abstain from sex for three months leading up to our wedding day as a way to prepare ourselves.