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I just received an announcement for my tenth High School reunion. I don't know if I'll attend, but it got me thinking about the incredible changes in my life between then and now. Ten years ago, one week after graduation, I became a secretary at a medium-size plastics company. I was attractive (blonde, green eyes, great complexion, good figure), but I was shy, demure and a virgin -- the perfect product of 12 years in Catholic schools! Guys in the plant, salesmen, and even some clients flirted with me, and a few asked me out. I went, but I guess the fact that I didn't put-out got around and the dates became fewer and fewer. The company had a tradition of giving a dozen roses to secretaries on their birthday. On my eighteenth birthday, in November, my roses were accompanied with an invitation to lunch with Steve, a vice-president, at one of the nicest restaurants in town. Nervous but so easily impressed, of course, I accepted. The restaurant was on the top floor of a downtown hotel. As we were walking to the elevators, Steve led me to a seating alcove in the lobby. We sat down and he gently held my hand and looked deeply into my eyes. "Sylvia, you already know my style is very direct, but I don't want that to overshadow what I'm about to say." He paused and smiled at me, "I really care for you." I started to ask him what he was talking about, and he shushed me with his finger, "My Dear, I am a businessman and I want to make a business proposition to you. This proposition results from the fact that I haven't been able to get you out of my mind since the day you were hired, and I've never had to deal with such an obsession before. I have reserved a room upstairs, and if you permit me to make love to you ...

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