” “How about next Thursday evening?” Pat asked, “Will Doug be able to join us?” “I will ask him,” Sara smiled, “I’m sure he will.�...� Sara text Doug to ask him about Thursday and he replied that he would love that. Pat went upstairs to start packing some of his stuff and Sara kissed deeply me before saying, “When Pat moves out, how about Doug and I use that bedroom as ours, baby?” I smiled and said, “Great idea baby.” “That way, you and I can have our bedroom for the weekdays,” Sara smiled,. The number in the corner of the display indicated that she was in a corridor on the sixty-third floor, the stenciled door number large enough to be visible even at such low fidelity.Nobody could have gone from the dining room to the sixty-third floor in such a short amount of time, as Ethan had just got off the only working elevator. One of the employees must have decided to skip the seminar. Fuming, Ethan wheeled around, heading back to the elevator. He grumbled to himself as he turned the. "Summer dress codes are stupid," I objected, before heading for the stairs. I found an ugly tie that definitely didn't match my blazer. Suzanne's only reaction was to grimace.We got a table that overlooked the swimming pool and I played a little game, trying to remember the names of the girls in the pool from three years before when I was home for the whole summer.Mr. Oldham was interested in hearing more about the building and Suzanne wanted to know what I had done for entertainment while in. Dad disappeared when I was still young, not young enough that I don’t remember him. He was a bit of a prick if I remember.Dad was a high-powered lawyer who ran away with his secretary, leaving mom and me alone. Mom won the custody settlement and a substantial portion of dad’s money in the process. Mom is a businesswoman with money of her own, so shortly after the divorce, we moved to a new home and we haven’t heard from dad since.Mom is still the sexiest woman alive to me and has curves in all.