Your nanny is waiting to give you a bottle and bath before nappy time,” he said arrogantly. “These are adult matters, way above something a child ...can comprehend.”“Hold that thought. I need to check on something,” I told him.I had the chef who came to my room take me to senior chef in the kitchen. A few minutes of talking to him, in an odd dialect of French, told me what I already suspected, but it was better than I expected. He made a quick call to confirm the arrangements. He told me to head. "Get on your fucking knees."Ross kneeled on the cool tile floor.Mrs. Michaels locked her gaze on him and slowly unbuttoned her jacket. She held her arms out to the side and shrugged it off. Without averting her hawkish eyes, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She had an even more spectacular body than Ross imagined. A corset-and-stockings get-up, much like the one Ross was wearing, squeezed her body into a sexy hourglass figure. The heels made it all the better by emphasizing. . " Hey Jen! What's up? How are you?" he asked."Good... Well, kinda bad actually," she whispered."What's the matter? I haven't talked to you in a couple weeks." It's Ryan... " What- did you guys break up?" No. It's just, something happened." What?" Well, I need a guy's advice. And I need to talk to you especially because you don't know Ryan much, and he won't find out I told." Aright. You can tell me. I'll try to help. What happened?" Well... I guess it's embarrassing. Well, he came over, and. "First off, none of your business, second why are you just strolling around our apartment?" she said. She didn't seem like she going to back down from the large man. "He's the landlord," Brian said. "And?" Amanda asked. "If you're the new roommate he is behind on the rent," Mr. Andersen said looking down on Amanda. "How much?" Amanda said, pushing the giant man out of her way. "Half of one month's payment," Mr. Andersen chuckled. "I have a new tenant ready..." he said, but he stopped when.