Kate and I, chapter 4

I make the large trek back downstairs to me 'shoebox', to give Kate the news. As I open the door, Kate turns her head to see who it was, and as she does her sliky-smooth black hair gets on the face, and she brushed it away. As I walk into the office she gives me a smile and her green eyes lock with mine.

"Well, Katie, I have some horrible news," I say saddened, and the look on her face seems like somebody killed her cat, "Monday when you start, we will be giving you no training, and you have to learn everything in the fly." As I smile.

Her face changes from dishearten to overjoyed and excitement in a spilt second, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mr. Jones!! This will be the greatest move that you will ever make!" As she starts to jump up and down her from excitement her, conservatively covered, breasts are bouncing freely even under considerable tight circumstances.

"Whoa, whoa, Katie," I say, I see where the eighteen year old girl comes out, I say to myself, "you might want to calm down a little. This won't be easy, I still expect you to handle all of your responsibilities and to be a professional, and we'll see about the whole 'partnership thing' okay? It's getting, wow, late, damn, almost 1800, so be seeing you at 0900 Monday morning, okay?"

"Yes, Sir!" she flashes her million dollar smile, as she has finally calmed down, enough that she isn't jumping up and down anymore, Thank God, I say to myself, I don't think my 'boy' could have handle much more.