"Still trying to kill time?" "Unfortunately, yes," she cracked a half-baked smile."Unfortunately?" I asked."Well, I've been avoiding my husband, who I...came here with, for the past couple of nights," she replied, but didn't look or sound sad or anything. If anything, she just seemed tired.This is a topic I really didn't want to get into, but I stumbled into it, and it's to late to change the subject without making her feel weird about it, so I just let her say what she wanted, in case I asked. I like that!”“And you’re sure your husband doesn’t know about us?” he inquired.“Pretty sure. He knows I’ve had a few other experiences, but secrets are fun too.”“What kind of experiences?”“Well, I haven’t told him everything, but he is curious. He knows I was a little wild in college. But for example, the night him and me met, we made plans to get together at the beach the next day. I didn’t get to see him though. Turns out I got there early and these two other guys saw me and my girlfriend and. .and don't you dare embarrass me in front of my bosses." ("Oh yeah, embarrass YOU," Fran quickly thought. "You're not the one withthe TITS.") "Now get that bra off!" Dr. Winker said, as he let go of her arm. "Or I'llrip it off!" Fran frantically looked around the room, unsure of which way toturn. There were eyes in all directions. She wiped a bead of sweat from herbrow, (even in the 55-degree room that had already hardened Fran's brown nipples.) Fran slid her left arm under her bra and with the. And I knew that the job change would trigger another bad fight. I told him 'no' and sort of meant it, so he gave the job to my main rival James Harper just to spite me. I just shrugged and kept doing my job. James is big and loud, all bluster and no backbone ... and even less brain, and he's already way over his head and starting to sink. Suited me fine.In short, that promotion was still going to be mine anytime I wanted it and no amount of extra brown-nosing was going to improve that. If I.