Wasn’t real happy about the scandal that would erupt with the upcoming divorce of Doug and Susan, not to mention his precious baby boy being set up.... What hurt me the most however apart from my wife’s infidelity, was the fact that if I was reading this report correctly I was just a pawn. Nothing more than collateral damage in a power struggle between two men that started years ago. Having the answers gave me no relief. In fact I was certain that I would become a target if Sandman figured out. Soon his mother came in, still naked except for the fish-net arm sleeves and fish-net stockings."That was your father. He's coming tomorrow. He said that his boss had invited your father and me to dinner at a restaurant tomorrow night. That means you and Jim will be able to study together without our presence."Ben was happy. That meant Jim wouldn't ogle his mother too much and she wouldn't have time to get close to his friend."But since your friend is coming, I wonder whether I should stay at. .. I don't really know about that. I mean working at the hotel. It may be difficult." I doubt it, Millie. How about we meet in reception, and if eyebrows are raised and sharp intakes of breath are heard we can go somewhere else." She laughed."If you put it like that then yes. That would be nice. What time?" How about seven." I can just about do that. See you then."I was in reception at six fifty-five. Angela was on the desk so I told her that Millie was joining me for Dinner."She was a little. Sandra had just come home from work and after taking a shower she intended to let no one stop her own moment of rest and relaxation at the pool and most certainly not her own daughter which usually whined a bit but complied; this time though it was different. "Why don't you pick a towel instead? Why do I have to interrupt my sunbath just so you can sit in this chair that is already occupied?" Why? Because I am the one that pays the bills here and not you!" Sandra answered back. "That is so not.