“Excuse me, miss, but the restaurant is quite crowded and I was wondering if you would mind sharing a part of your table with me?” It was a deep v...ice with a honey sweet southern accent.Looking up, she saw it was the man she'd been fantasizing about. "No, please, have a seat.”He slid into the other side of the booth and stuck out his hand. “I am Doug LaSalle.”“Callie Martin,” she answered back, noticing that he had hazel eyes that sparkled.The waitress brought Callie her food and then asked,. We stayed tangled on the couch for a while, until I was almost asleep.I shook her shoulder. "Hey, let's get up. I think I'd like a shower and the bed is a lot more comfortable than the couch."She gave me a curious look and I realized what I'd said. I'd just assumed she'd stay the night, yet I hadn't even asked. Maybe she couldn't. Maybe—and I didn't like this thought—she had someone to get back to.I cleared my throat. "I mean, if you want to stay. It's all right if you don't."She chuckled. "You. ..”“Yeah, but what do you tell ‘em then? I mean, you and me, we look like a poster for exploitation...”“Carlie,” I told her, “the fact that we’re going to be open about your status, that we’re talking about helping you, that ought to temper their thinking. Art’s a pretty decent lawyer and his wife’s an actual saint. They’ll help.”I signed the delivered ticket, adding a hefty tip. I keep coming back to this place. I know this waitress, and she’s good to me. Carlie eyed it.“You’re. She has undying loyalty to the success of this company. Her ambition got her to that special position and that same drive will give this company great benefits. You on the other hand, have been freed of the male tendencies of constant sex that is so distracting for greatness. You will feel wants and needs much different than before. Very soon the 'conditioning process' will reinforce your need to nurture and promote your partner." Jon let out an audible gasp as she heard these words. "It was.