"I have to start our formal disciplinary procedures," I said."Will I... be fired?" I don't know," I conceded. "I really should have already passed the... complaint to the CEO. It's his decision."***Later on that day, Alice was back in my office."Alec... if... is there any way I can stop this complaint going to the CEO?" she asked."No, I'm sorry," I said. "I really don't want to have to pass it on, but Chris is insisting." What if... what if Chris withdrew the complaint?" she asked."Well, if he. There was MaryAnn, on her back on the weight bench under about one hundred and seventy pounds finishing her last couple of reps."You are amazing," I said."Thanks, I hear you had a pretty interesting last couple of days. Come on, let's go into the combat room and work it off."When I got into the room, MaryAnn was already putting on her workout gloves."Come on, get your gloves on, we'll take turns working the bag. I always found that the best way for me to get out my frustrations and to get back. She hadn't bothered with stockings as it was quite warm there. The men at the club were certainly taking an interest in her exhibitionistic displays. I could tell she was getting more and more drunk when she started saying things like 'Look at them, their eyes following me like little puppy dogs. Oh I do love it!' Then she shocked me when she sat down on the bench seat of our booth and lifted her foot up on the seat, pretending to adjust her shoe. Lots of guys must have got a good view of her. I had thought about getting areally short dress. But Elaine had advised that it would look tarty."If you are going to dress like a woman, then dress like a woman andnot a slag," Elain had hissed in my ear at the dress shop.She was right of course and, as I slipped the dress over my head andshimmied it down over my nipped in waist and past my now shapelierbottom, I could see in the mirror what a wonderful pleasing profile itgave me. I smoothed the dress down my thighs, double checking that.