I immediately related to how Julia Roberts in my favorite movie Pretty Woman had successfully won over Mr Cool Businessman Richard Gere in the swish hotel scenes. My boss, Ryder, was no doubt thinking of my sexuality and some of the things his buddy had told him about what we did in the Platinum Suite of the six-star Ritz Hotel on Saturday night.
“Oh sir, he was playing a hard ball with me, but I think I had him by the ball at the end. I mean not literally, of course, but you know how I can win them over with my seductive eyes and charm. These older men are so weak when it comes to flashing just a bit of boobs at them.”
“Is that all you had to do?”
“Yes sir,” I lied. “He has a stepdaughter with t**s like mine, but he has never seen them, so I said if I gave him just a peek of mine and s
