Before I knew what was happening, I was at ease and was actually having agood time talking with her. I almost forgot how I was dressed at timesbut no... for long. It's hard to ignore you're wearing five-inch-highheels and a pencil skirt for very long.She then asked if I was seeing anyone, I replied I wasn't. She thenasked if I would like to go out for dinner one evening. She said howeverI dressed was ok with her. I really liked her in the short time we hadbeen together and just said I would. I plan. I set time aside to make sure that I get production completed on time. I work on the figures more than a week in advance to be sure that everything is ready.But there's always someone who thinks their portion of the submittal absolutely requires that one last tweak or some word-smithing in the eleventh hour.We're told, time and again, how there is no I in team. We're constantly urged to be a team player and to work well with others. It's the culture in the consulting field. We have to. Her legs are things that women dream of, perfectly toned. Her butt is not to big and not to small but just the right size. She sometimes wears a tight fitting tank top and I can see the outlines of her stomach and how smooth and flat it is, what I would not give just to stroke my fingers around her belly button. One of the times we were doing our waltz I was doing the chest fly machine (which was pointed right at her) and she caught me looking. I was so embarrassed I think my entire face was. ” She replied nervously. “Well you thought wrong, come back here now,” he replied back. Charmaine walked slowly back to where the boys were seated. “Turn around for me,” he instructed and Charmaine complied.“Wow, look at the damage Mr Spoon has done, that’ll leave a bruise.” Matt added.“Hopefully it’ll help her remember the rules,” replied Andy laughing. “Now bend over and touch your toes, then stay like that,” he barked out his next instruction. Again, she did as she was told, she was hating.