"Nicola's disappeared, and from what I just heard, she's with that Carlton bloke." Let's walk round the floor and see if we can see them." she suggest...d, and I agreed with her.The next piece had begun, another slow dance, and we paced round the edge, peering into the throng. She was not there."I don't believe this!" I moaned. "She's done it again! Gone off with someone else." Don't lose heart," Beth said. "Come on, I'll check the ladies'."She wasn't in there.My spirits sank. How could she do. Mom is a beautiful woman, stunning and stacked. A real hourglass figure to contrast my sportier, less buxom body. She made a big mistake marrying Dad, though. Daddy is all business, all work and no play. He acts as if he doesn't think much of my mom, and that's just wrong, she is the strong beautiful woman who raised us; Dad hardly even knows us. Dad is all business and Dad's business is all business. As such, he did not have Halloween off. To compensate, or to torture the families of. “You okay?” I asked.“Yeah, I’m trying’ not to get hard again.”When he said that, we both burst out laughing and I started the car and backed out of the alley. We were silent all the way to his baby-mama’s place. He asked me to park on the side so that she wouldn’t know what car he got out of. Before getting out of the car, he pulled his phone out, unlocked it and handed it to me while saying, “Put your number in it.”“Why?” I asked.“Bruh, you know damn well why, I know you don’t think you’re. Her skirt, falling just above the knees, hugged her tight, her heels were a little high so she walked slowly so as not to wobble and her shirt, while professional, showed off her assets very well. Her hair was freshly died, Jet Black. Her go to color when purple doesn’t fit the mold. Purple hair is awesome but not in a business office of a fortune 500 company.She walked up to the desk and asked for Blake Cramer, résumé in hand. She was a serious nympho for sure, but also a serious business.