My dad was eating his usual eggs and bacon. I poured myself a bowl of cereal and began to eat.“I’m gonna be gone for the weekend. I wont be here w...hen you get home,” my told me.“Alright,” I said, without question, partly because this wasn’t unusual (dad was a businessman who traveled a lot) and partly because that meant I had a chance to party. (my mom left when I was young, meaning I would have the place to myself.) “When do you get back?”“Probably around Monday. It could be longer. I’ll call. Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of a knock on the frontdoor. As she walked towards the front door to unlock it, Miss Hangrinned at her manicurists who had been dropped off for work by a vanthat had come from the city.As Miss Han opened the door, her employees began to file into the shop. Some of them gave Sidney strange looks before Miss Han smiled and said,"Girls, I want to introduce you all to our new weekend receptionist,Chloe."The girls gave Sidney curious glances until one. Brandi brings our food - but both orders are wrong. I see she has made several mistakes since I have arrived. I look at Bob and say, “What is going on here with Brandi? I was in here last month and she got my order perfect, but today she is making all kinds of simple mistakes.” Shrugging he replies, “I have no idea. She has been doing this for three days.” “You go tell her to come out and talk to me,” I say. A couple of minutes later Brandi comes to me and asks, “May I help you?” “Sit down. .I mean would that be a bad thing?”“Only if that is your intention,” I asserted.“But you suggested it,” she protested.I shook my head. “I suggested the situation, not the rationale, not the reason for it.”“What does that mean?”“It means, if you are going to use sex to trap me into something I don't want, into a situation I don't want to be in, then that's manipulative.”“You could do the same thing,” she argued.I laughed. “Uh, I don't think so. Being the MILF you are you can bed any man who.