You’reworking at a snail’s pace today. I don’t pay you to act like you’re sleep-walking.” I bite my tongue and count to ten. I don’t know ...how I keep my cool sometimes, on days like this Alexis can be the bitch from hell, and the worst boss imaginable. “Yes Alexis. I get the message.” I’ve worked here at The Ark for just over two years. It once had a reputation as the best Restaurant in town, but things have slipped over the past year. The previous owner decided to sell up and Alexis and her. Next to her other kids and ladies sat. Their husbands (probably) sat on the floor of the bus by spreading news papers. Let me describe the lady, she was plump and stout, but everything was in perfect shape. Her saree was like see through, she was fresh with Jasmine in her head and she was neither fair nor dark average color. And her breast was in size of and huge coconuts, with a huge ass, but she didn’t have any extra flesh around her hips. She was a well built and a very hot lady.The bus. There was embarrassed silence from the other end of the line, followed by a hesitant: “Erm…?” “I found your number on Ken’s phone,” continued Caitlin. “It was you who just…?” “Yes.” “Erm…” “I think we’ve got something to talk about,” said Caitlin. “Yes,” said the thoughtful voice at the other end. “Caitlin, isn’t it? Yes. I guess we do have something to discuss…” In the many films and television programmes Caitlin had seen, few of them gave her any practical advice on how best to react to her. I raised my hand to touch the soft skin of the side of his face and turned his head toward me.“Open your eyes,” I said softly.He did as I commanded and looked at me. His large brown eyes were widely dilated and they looked into mine with a mixture of pleading and sadness. Our faces were just inches apart and I wasn’t sure that he was clear what he wanted to do, so I simply closed the gap and touched his lips with my own, softly kissing him. He moaned.“No good?” I said.“Oh yeah,” he sighed, and.