Until it was sold, that is, and then he'd pick another big, pretentious car. Howard stared out the window. He thought that they would have walked up t... the corner and the little neighborhood tavern, but instead Ralph had "suggested" (the suggestion a command in this instance) that they go downtown to a cocktail lounge in Morriston's fancy and plush hotel, The Constantinople. He felt acutely uncomfortable, as though again he was getting into more than he bargained for, but there wasn't any way. He paid for his drink and they left the bar together. She left her car on the street and they pulled away from the bar in his larger car. She moved closer to him and put her head on his shoulder. This was where she wanted to be, with him.She became infatuated with him shortly after he started working at the company that had hired her fresh out of college. She saw, right away, that he was different from other men. He was not intimidated by a woman with brains. He made sure that she was rewarded. Would Laura model them for Greg, model all of them? She had very carefully gift-wrapped five pairs of panties Sunday evening. Laura wore the white thong she intended to personally present under her skirt. She wore the white thong under her skirt, but over the garter belt that held up her stockings. Dan noticed that detail as she dressed. Dan’s secretary interrupted his random thoughts with coffee. He took a sip and then his mind went random again. Dan asked about her birthday. “Oh, not for a. Maybe that's not how to ask."He offered his bed for her to sit on as he sat into his office chair and turned on some light music."I... I told you that was my first time right? Until that point, I had only played with the idea and my sister did make up on me a few times. But me doing it myself, wearing that dress and all was a spur of the moment. And then I met you."She sat in silence absorbing his words and trying to follow his train of thought, "Did you wonder why?"She invited him closer to.