She remembered why she hated bars. “You don’t want the martinis here. They taste like paint-stripper,” a voice from next to her said. She shifte... her body towards the deep voice and found herself looking at a young man. Nineteen, maybe twenty. But not a boy, that was certain. His eyes were clear, bright, intelligent. A beautiful suit, well cut for his athletic body. Well groomed, unlike almost every other man there. She smiled as she found herself wondering what was underneath that suit.. She pulled them up and buttoned her jeans as she turned and jumped at the sight of me.“Mike! Oh honey, I didn’t know you made it here already” she said as her startled look quickly vanished once she registered it was me.“I uh..um..I’m so sorry Aunt April I just really had to use the restroom and honestly didn’t know you were in here”“Oh Mikey please, it’s no problem at all baby” [She was obviously not ashamed of her body and had such a calm about her as she washed her hands]That’s when I. He didn’t want to be so cruel to her, he could hardly bear acting like this, but he had no other choice. He would certainly hear what she had to say, but she’d let him down so terribly last night. She’d been leading him on and yesterday she’d humiliated him more completely than he ever thought she were capable of. He considered himself a tempered young man, and thought he was pretty understanding as a rule. Right now though, he really wasn’t sure he was able to try and forgive something as. I had to be careful about how I approached this - she absolutely couldnot find out who I really was - but fortunately, in private Cindy turnedout to be far more open than she ever had been in the office.I found out quickly that she had chosen to become a stay-at-home momwhile she and her husband were still working on getting pregnant,quitting her job at our old company a good month before ever getting apositive test result. We both shared a lot about our home lives, though Iof course had to.