She was olderthan the other girls, likely in her early thirties, and the otherbargirls seemed to defer to her.Michael waved her over and she joined hi... at his table."I'm Michael. Pleased to meet you."Michael had bought a tourist guide and made a study of local customs andused the traditional greeting or 'wai' and stood and bowed slightly withhis palms pressed together in a prayer like fashion."I'm Ying, pleased to meet you too." She smiled showing her perfectlywhite teeth."May I buy you a. “Just got to catch up on class work.”Stacey did the same with Aaron, getting a similar reply.Several days passed, Aaron and Bennet kept to themselves, barely even talking to Stacey and Trish. They wondered if something was wrong. Their sons gave the excuse of being busy. Trish was able to convince Stacey not to press the matter. Stacey agreed, restating her theory that they had crushes on their aunts and this was their way of dealing with it – being reclusive.They agreed to continue to. I needed a wife that brought looks of appreciation, and even envy, from the other executives, not pity.I was only a few years from my fiftieth birthday and I wanted, no, I needed to position myself for my peak earning years and then retirement. I needed a woman that I could be proud to escort to dinners and other social activities. I needed a woman that understood how difficult business is, and could help me achieve my lofty goals. In short, Judy was holding me back. Most of the other men in. Sara had won by making her wear a pale blue button down blouse. The Blouse had a lot of light frilly fabric and she had to wear a camisole underneath it to prevent it from being see-though. She had also won the fight over her hair by pointing out the time and that a pony tail was all they had time for. She waited by the main gate until she saw Rafa walking towards her. She bit her lip and wished that she would have gone along with Sara on the skirt. She felt ridiculous next to him now. He was.