She was only a year and 2 months older than me, which made us 25 and 26. Neither of us had kids, we graduated from college a year apart, and while she...worked for an advertisement company, I had just landed a nice finance job at a prestigious and well known company in the area, which was the reason for my move down here to L.A. We had a lot in common, including our body shapes and dress sizes. We even joked about how we could be like sisters and share clothes. She talked about growing up in L.A,. She was dressed extremely conservatively, wearinga trouser suit, flat shoes, and a jacket and shirt combination. She alsowore no makeup, giving her a slightly unfeminine look about her."Come in... Malcolm," Amber asked in a fairly assertive voice. Malcolmwasted no time in doing as asked, following his potential new employerinto the room.He immediately noticed some items of clothing. A white blouse, as well asa black skirt that, with his untrained eye, would probably come to aboutknee length on. With a population of seven thousand, Atherton, just south of San Francisco, represented one of the wealthiest areas in the US, and his father had built a home that was a reflection of his ego – oversized and tasteless, only limited by what the zoning commission would allow. James had hated it since they moved in just two years before as he started college a dozen miles up the road at Stanford. He tried to limit his time there as much as possible.His father, Tom, required the entire family to. I managed to overcome my shyness enough to look upat her and smile my appreciation.Corina's expression shifted from worry to relief. "You look like you'llbe okay, although you're a bit of a mess. Let's get you home so you canget cleaned up and changed into something dry."She then took both of my hands and helped me to stand up. Once I was onmy feet, she led the way down one of the streets, grabbing my hand as ifI were in kindergarten or something. But at least I was heading home anddidn't have.