” Was my reply. They were the typical thingsabout being on time, lunch breaks, etc. I did question whyI had to address every one in the offic... as Mister orMisses and always say Sir or Ma’am to the managers.“All the managers I saw were male, so at least I won’thave to say ma’am will .”It hit me like a bolt of lighting. My wife was amanager, hence I’d have to address her that way also.CHAPTER 4: MY FIRST DAY ON THE JOB “Morning Peter!” . However, there was no way that he could work his way around the stack of crates gracefully to get a look. Instead, he found the case of wine he wanted and lugged it up the stairs. He left the light on and closed the door quietly.In the kitchen Ryan filled a tray with glasses of wine and at Jigs instructions took them around the room. Surprisingly, or maybe it shouldn't have been, Ryan was hit on by several of the now very inebriated women. He gracefully extracted himself and took the tray over. Showing some age in her face and not over weight and she is drinking and already buzzed. I lost track of my wife and figured she was already further along with her project so I needed to move fast. The woman's name was Bonnie and she was here with her husband but he was busy and left her alone. I got her another drink and we flirted a little more then I suggested we go find an empty bedroom upstairs. I was surprised when she agreed and we wondered up to the second floor of this huge house. The. But with Philip on board, she wanted to see her ship with her own eyes, to touch the smooth metal of the hull and reassure herself that she still had wings. Especially when he started talking about her ship."I don't believe I've ever seen that vanship looking so pristine." He was saying."You haven't." Bren murmured, soft but clear. He wasn't being deliberately provoking, but he was no happier to be at the table than Sophia was.She smiled, outwardly serene. "You saw the result of weeks of work,.