How many of them had families? How many of lives was she about to ruin? How long would it take to get things back to the way they were? After the very...last person walked out of her office, to go tell their loved ones they were now unemployed, how long would it take for her to forget the looks on their faces? She turned to stare out her window, her mind drifting off to the beautiful scene she had witnessed this morning. The brilliant flashes of the first rays of sun bouncing off the gossamer. As we sit chatting I notice her damp patch between her legs --- not just damp soaking ... Mick whispers in my ear " ask her if she is turned on? " he has noticed the wetness too...I smile and say -- Mick has just asked me to ask you if you are turned on? -- Jen says what makes you think that --- Mick answers -- Well Jen I don't know you at all but when a woman is as wet as your gusset is right this second -- that tells me that she is very, very turned on!!! Jen blushes a little and says well. So I looked him in the eye and replied, 'Who I let fuck me is my business', and continued, embolded by his discomforture, 'Why do you ask, are you thinking about doing the honers yourself?'He laughed but was clearly taken aback by the boldness of my retort, and when I smiled, he relaxed somewhat, adding, 'Fuck baby, you are a hot one.'There was a conversation struck up outside and I could hear my grandfather in conversation with another man who had just entered the toilet. His friend who was. ‘What did you do?’ Maryanne asked incredulously, ‘I’ve never seen Josh this mad before. He rants and raves he doesn’t do the calm voice and silent stare, like Papa.’ ‘I didn’t do anything,’ Nik huffed. ‘As usual, we don’t know what the fuck is going on,’ Jules looked to the other end of the table to where Ben sat with Pete, Dante and Emilio. Dante grinned enjoying Nik’s reaction to the news and lifted his glass in josh’s direction toasting his decisions. He had not understood when Josh had.