Your going to turn some heads tonight. Now don't it feel good to let go and feel a little slutty?"I wanted to tell her she was right, it did feel good... but I said nothing. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction of admitting I might have been, oh hell, no might about it, I was wrong.We had tickets to a Wayne Newton show starting in half an hour. I didn't like Wayne Newton but it's sort of like the thing to do when you go to Vegas.Surprisingly, the show was good and we both enjoyed it.. David met me outside as I walked home from school, and said, "Come on, I want you to meet my Mom and Dad."I was confused, but went along and met them. They were very nice; I could see David looked like his father. Cindy and the other girls looked like different reflections of their mother.Cindy wouldn't look at me.I thought it odd, but went on home and reported the news to my parents.The next Friday evening there was a kind of block party, a grill-out with burger and dogs and these strange. That way he'd control her answer, and her answer would always be yes.The day that Mr. Sloane hired Sam as his new secretary the office employees invited her to lunch. It was nothing fancy, just a welcome-aboard gesture. They met at the diner across the street from the office. James had hoped to sit with Sam, but her booth was full before he enter the restaurant. Ed Neely, Joe Parker, and Lou Alister were the lucky bastards, salesmen all, who'd managed to occupy the seats in her booth. James. ‘But Denise has worked with me on repo’s while she was in school, and Sambo was always too busy with sports to have time for the biz.’ ‘So dear, why don’t we bring both of them on board officially? Our daughter has a good business sense about her, and I could teach her how to take care of the financial end, as I want to be able to retire and enjoy myself one day, without the headaches that this can bring.’ ‘Alright, we’ll talk to them at supper tonight and see if they are up to it. I need some.