”He knew.That was all I could think, over and over. Jack owned the company — would it matter if we were being bad? It must or we wouldn’t be hav...ng this meeting at all. Maybe he wanted to put an end to it and he chose the most bizarre method imaginable?Nate cleared his throat and dropped the bomb, “Adrienne, we’ve had some complaints from the staff about your wardrobe. The length of your skirts is simply not professional.”I looked at Jack, trying to see how he wanted me to respond. I was only. We stop briefly to claim my purse fromthe coat check before heading hand-in-hand through the lobbyto the elevators.We get on the elevator with an older couple who areapparently too tired to see the evening through to the end.We stand in the back of the car, our arms around each other.Your hand starts to rub my ass through my dress, a preludefor what is to come.When the other couple gets off the elevator on the sixthfloor, we turn up the heat. Moving in front of me, you pressyour body up against. Not with your dad. I’m scared of what will happen if he finds out we talked; thats why I’m not talking to you!”“Johnny,” she said to me, “We need to talk to him. He has today off. He’ll be in a good mood. Come home with me and we can talk to him. We can explain.”“Ok, Suzie. I guess it’s worth a shot.”I was scared. Terrified. Terrified of what would happen at this discussion. But truthfully I was more terrified of what would happen if we went on like this, it was an untenable position.She leaned. . or less ... knowledgeable about these things, and that practically nobody would be on the same page in terms of their scholastic levels.She got her first inkling that things might be more complicated than she thought, when the children arrived for their first day of school under her tutelage.There were two hours between the times the first and last arrived. Some walked, and some rode horses.Millie stood, surveying the room. Boots had stationed herself at the back of the room, behind the.