” “What do you mean sexual?” I blurted out almost loud enough for the women outside my office to hear me. “I’ll explain when you get here. C...an you be at my place around 6:00?” Macy asked. My mouth suddenly became dry as I felt my heart beating in the veins of my neck. I tried to answer but nothing came out. I swallowed and managed to get out a very weak “sure...” Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit kept racing through my mind. Where the hell did this come from? I was in a daze for the rest of the. ”“The early employees who have shares, who are they?”“A pair of developers, a saleswoman, and Brad.”“Brad? I thought he came later on.”“Sorry, yes, he did. The VC brought him in.”“OK. I want to send someone down to go over your books. She’s a former Arthur Andersen auditor who works for a capital management firm.”“We can set that up. Do you have an attorney you prefer to use?”“Yes, but I haven’t brought him in on this just yet. I’m going to have an attorney who sits on our Board review the. "Go ahead, touch 'em. But be real gentle. I don't want to take any chances."Larry's eyes were wide open as he eased closer, bending over slightly and reaching out to cup her breasts. His hand was shaking slightly, and he had his other hand between his legs as if to support himself, but it was obvious what he was doing. His hand kept edgeing closer, closer, until finally - his fingertips were touching the top of her left breast just below the areola. Carefully, his thumb rested on the underside. He was wearing jeans and work boots and a thin sweater that showed off the muscles in his chest and abs. He introduced himself as Eddie and she told him her name was Anne Marie. She said they hit it off real well, and were quickly embroiled in your usual small talk. He was actually Cuban (not Brazilian) and was a bartender at one of the local watering holes. His real love was photography and the kicker was that he was only 22 years old. Anne Maries skirt was giving her all kinds of trouble and.