It was also my transition to a new assignment. The R's went with me as my escort. There, I was officially made an executive, and Rose and Roberta were... made my personal assistants.My first job as an executive was running the guest suite in Las Vegas. Larry was retiring. He spent 2 weeks teaching me everything he knew about the city.The R's changed their look only a little when we changed our locale. They changed their hair from brown to auburn. That change made them look even more like my mom. I. "This venue can seat around seventy... I know that it might not be enough, but if we put aside the numbers of children then we'll spare up a few seats. What do you think Mark? I mean, we can narrow it down more in the guest list." Emily looked at you curiously, hoping for your input."Yeah, sure thing..." You replied. It was the same response you've given in the past hour.Emily typed the venue name down in her 'potential venue' list. She'd narrowed the list down from twenty to the last. "Now that I've had a look at you I can believe it. You look like you've been roasted over a slow fire." Don't say that!" He twitched all over and poured his drink down in one gulp. It was the first time I'd seen him look nervous since our first year of high school. Even back then he'd been the cool one, never flustered. Making a wide detour around the fireplace he went back to the bar and fixed another drink, this time not bothering with fresh ice. He really did look awful. It was a warm. I was always told that it was displacement something or other but I can't quite recall. The gist of it was that as the first born, I resented her stealing my thunder but that was complete bull. She was just a bitch.I remember many times during our child hood when I could have gladly killed her. She was the epitome of sweet innocence and femininity to our parents and everyone else that knew her but she had a wild streak that no one could tame. Matt though always wanted to try.There was the.