She hesitated before declining,“Oh… I don’t want to trouble you, I guess we can manage in his flat.” did she just suggest she wanted to spend ...he night with me. “It’s not like we haven’t done it before, you know it would be like old times.” expect in the old times my sister was always present. “Besides it will give us time to catch up.” What more could we catch on three months? But I had to support her or I was going to look like a deuce not to mention my rep would be irreparably damaged in. I stumbled through a few minutes of work before a meeting reminder drew my attention. With the weekend I had completely forgotten that my team had a new manager starting that day and this meeting had been scheduled for introductions. I rose from my stupor and went toward the designated conference room, wondering what kinds of torture this new boss could conjure. I entered the room and did a double-take: sitting at the table along with most of the rest of my team was the woman from the lobby. I. He was holding an issue of “National Geographic Magazine” open in his left hand. His right? Well, his right hand was sort of caressing a telling bulge in the front of his trousers.Bold as brass, Mona walked up and looked over his shoulder. Goodness! Topless island girls. Her own penis gave a sort of throb just from her looking at unspoiled and free beauty.The tall slender redhead closed the magazine and slipped it up under his sweater vest. Mona hurried to follow as he rushed off. She smiled. " I said. She nodded."I'd stay off my feet at least for a few days though, mister Horton," she said. "You don't have any broken bones, but you do have a mild concussion, and some fairly severe bruising."Okay," I said."Oh, and Mister Horton, the police are here to see you," she said.I gave the police my statement. They told me, that since there were no witnesses, that it would be my word against his. I could bring a lawsuit against the guy, but the pudding would have to be proven by me. I.