We’re all equal partners here and we’re not going to start that bullshit. Besides, everyone likes you. Hailey knew your stats and she doesn’t kn...w shit about baseball.”“That was pretty cool,” Bob admitted. “Last year at the party when she recognized me. Baseball isn’t a major sport here. We’re OK but it’s not like the football and basketball teams. We get 60 fans a game if we’re lucky. It was pretty nice to have someone recognize me – especially a good-looking woman. You know she waves at me. I looked for something good on TV and the kids finally found something they and I both liked, deadliest catch. We watched as the men onboard the crab boat hauled crab pods, which are basically like big dog cages, over the rail of the boat with a big crane. After that, we watched The Price’s Right which is a game show which is kinda hard to describe. You get all these prizes but you’ve got to play certain little games to win them. It’s weird. After that was the news.Later we went out and we all. " I smiled back, but it was probably more like a leer thana smile.I settled back at my desk, lighting a Cuban and reviewing the latestnumbers out of Miami. They were uniformly awful. Sales of Be-All weredown thirty per cent, and all because of Metamorph. Metamorph was aknock off of Be-All, designed by a little outfit out of Miami. So far,the company had concentrated on Southern states, but a national launchwasn't far off. I had depended upon my Miami office to blunt Metamorph'sgrowth, but they. Avella's attitude toward me. Had he seen the back of Gina's skirt when she came in? Had Gina been forced to admit that we left the party early? And then I looked down and spotted it. I tried to call Gina's attention to the splotch of cum on the floorboard but she was concentrating on something and wouldn't look at me. Had Mr. Avella seen the glob of dried cum that was glaring up at me like a one-eyed monster?I didn't get a chance to talk to Gina until after lunch. We walked to the car ahead of.