He works long hours and really has not looked after himself, he eats badly and never really moves out of the armchair once he comes home from work. I ...work as an admin assistant in the city and really enjoy my job, I catch the train every day into London and this is how my life has changed forever.It's just over an hour for my to travel to work every day, so I normally take a book with me to pass the time away. Just lately I have noticed that most days the same two guys get on the same carriage. Other than those two forays into better climes, The Accountant stayed close to home, carefully watching his investment nest egg and by his silence reassuring the Mob of his fealty.He might as well have been in prison for all the life he enjoyed.Though he’d worked in a “clean” version of organized crime, no drugs, murders, or other violent, illicit activities, the Accountant was a man seemingly without a conscience. He ignored charities that collected for the poor, sick, shut-ins, and orphans,. And while I listened to the indecent, raunchy banter, rolling up the stairs, I poured her another ‘Sex on the Beach’ cocktail. Only this time I put half the Peach liquor and the smallest dash of vodka in it.When I entered the bedroom, Bailey was doing Sacha’s makeup. Valerie and Sally were both in the nude, sorting out underwear, whilst directing Bailey what colours and makeup to use.Sacha reached out and took her cocktail, and again took a huge slug of it. “That's a better one, the last was. We never got that far!”“ Cool that was kinda fun!” So after getting things picked up a little we cuddled on the bed in front of the TV. We watched a bit of cartoons then looked at the clock and decided that we should get showered up then head back to our respective rooms and get ready for the actual reunion. So we hit the shower. I told her I’d just stay out in the family room type thing. So I was there for about a minute before Taylor yelled….“Hey could you do me a favor?”“Yeah sure. What is.