“Having a nice day?” he asked. “Ohhh sure, it’s been fun seeing him again. You’ll have to meet him sometime,” she said. They talked a bit ...nd she hung up and waited for him to get off the line too. But his conversation with his boss ended up being a lot longer then hers. He finally got off the line and said to Ellen, as she shook his head, “I have to go. I’ve got to meet up with my manager. I have to go over some things she said she was looking at. Ellen, sit down a minute.” Ellen did. He sat. I do get carried away with my subject of the moment. I apologise, my love.”Erika observed, “Reg, perhaps you should not consider a career as lecturer, for you will take your students far beyond their zone of comfort. A lecturer has to take his students along for the ride, so that they take everything in; not disturb their underlying foundations until they fall off the information train.”“I see what you mean. Perhaps a business degree is more appropriate, if a career in Mr LeBrun’s business is. Slowly, Veronica slides out of bed, running her hands through her waist length silver hair and walks through the blowing curtains, out onto the balcony, leaning on the iron rail, carefree, allowing the world to view he ageless beauty. Westward an unobstructed view of The Arc de Triomphe, East the Eiffel Tower, North, Notre Dame and thirty yards away, Marcel’s, the aroma of which causes her to take another deep breath. She looks back through the flagging curtains smiling at her sleeping husband. She cleared her browser history, deleted cache files, cookies and anything she could get access to. Suzanna realized she was panting now. She tried to calm down. She breathed in slow and deep. She began to rationalize. Surely she couldn't be the only employee that looked at porn at work. Heck, she figured, I might be the only one looking at text stories instead of hogging bandwidth with videos. She wouldn't get in trouble, but she dared not go any further.Unfortunate for Suzanna, she did feel a.