“Nice to meet you, sir,” I replied.“No need for the ‘sir’ stuff, I like to think that we will comfortable with one another working together,...and this interview should be no different.”I nodded.“Unfortunately, there’s been an unexpected change of plans, and I have to fly to a meeting in another city, but the return flight is tonight, so you can come along and do your best to keep up, is that okay?”“That’s fine, trial by fire, right?”“I guess so.”From there the day was a whirlwind, with the ride. "My name is Nate," I tell her."NO! It is Natalie from here on... Got it, fag?"People are just staring at me as they walk by and see her taking down my number while I am on my knees in front of her. The scary part is that I feel no shame by this at all."Give me you're wifes number while you are at it, Natalie."At this point, why would I say no? After giving her both our numbers she just leaves me without saying bye to me. She calls me a week later and tells me to get to her house. And for the. When did you get to town?” he asked, taking my wave at a chair as an invitation to join me.“Morning Levi, I got in late last night. How have things been?”“Kind of dull and boring after the few months we spent up at your place,” before lowering his voice and adding, “mom and dad are having conniption fits trying to get everything arranged to move the bank up there.” He stopped the conversation as the waitress was walking up. He placed his order and after she’d left, he picked up his previous. He was pressing it hard against her."I can tell you want to though. It wasn't bad was it? And now I've got this." He says pointing to his bulge."It wasn't bad at all, and you are a good kisser. That's the problem. You are an attractive young man and I'm married. Yes, I could be seduced by you." Did she really just say that? "That's why I need to leave now and you need to go take care of that yourself. You started this. Not me."She was firm in her resolve. Mark wasn't a bad guy. He wasn't going.