Larry, Deb, and Jenny have to relieve us at one o’clock; please don’t be late. We will have been on our feet all that time and be exhausted and ne...d a break. Night everyone.”JR latched onto Deb’s hand and pulled her towards the bedroom. She looked surprised, but willingly following pulling her roll-on suitcase. Dave sauntered along behind them with his bag in tow.Dave paused and announced, “I need a shower and guests are welcome, but I feel airline grimy and need a little refreshment before. She also had a wicked sense of humor. He smiled when he thought of the latest email she’d sent him. She would send him long goofy emails on a weekly basis. The first time he got one he almost pissed his pants he laughed so hard. They were a breath of fresh air from the stodgy formal legal crap he read all day long. She would talk about her hair, her makeup and her shoes. The girl loved shoes. Her emails were like pinballs, quickly shooting from one point to the next. He didn’t know why, but. After that, I went over to Dad and sat down.“Yes, Stuart?”“I want to thank you for acceding, to my remarks about Sari coming to work part-time. Joy was not initially ‘on board’ with that concept. But, your quick reply to her was very helpful,” I said.“Any other secrets I need to know about, Son?” dad said looking up from his writing something down.“No, Sir – nothing else ... that I’m allowed to talk about, yet.”“Good enough for me, get to work!” he said, now smirking.“Yes Sir, Mr. Armstrong –. Wearing that…”“Are you?” Said a slightly more menacing Dr. Stone as he leaned forward across the desk. “.Show me.”“But I can’t bec… it’s just… not.”“SHOW ME.” Dr. Stone commanded.Her fingers slowly picked the hem of her dress and she slowly lifted her uniform inch by inch up her leg.“That’s more like it Patricia” Said Dr. Stone in a much more comforting voice. “Keep going…”She felt the cool air on the top of her thighs. “Nearly there” said a slightly condescending Dr. Stone.Soon the dress was.