Giorgio Castelli was a successful restauranteur. He started his business by opening a small Italian restaurant in Bellevue. The place was so small it could only host eight people over two small tables at once. But that did not deter the determination of his customers to have his excellent cooking. Most of them would queue just to have their orders to go. He used up most of the space for the kitchen, which was separated from the dining area by one big window. There, he and his three sisters worked the magic, and let the guests watch how the dough was processed before it became the superb pasta they were going to have.              The Boss had heard of this excellent little Italian place and one day asked his secretary to get him the gnocchi. It came to his desk in a standard packaging—a plain container with a simple sticker of the restaurant's name—but what was in it The Boss found exceptional. He b

"Colin! What are you doing here?" Her moment of recalling was rudely interrupted when a grinning Colin appeared before her.              "To finish what we started. Now, let's take those panties off of you." He advanced closer toward her, and grabbed her as she tried to back away. He locked her in a kiss while his hand pulled her dress up, and tugged her panties down. He pushed them half-way down to her knees, then he forced two fingers in. She twisted away violently, yet he was determined. It was only when she screamed loudly and hit him across his face did he realize she was not acting. She broke free, but her panties gathered around her ankles tripped her hasty move. She fell onto the pavement.              Acting or not, Colin never cared. He looked around quickly, and when his murky mind saw nobody was around, he went after the downed

The vigor of their lovemaking had sated them and made them hungry. Roy thought it would be nice if they could have their after-sex meal together, and Gina liked the idea. She would not come to lunch with her boss that hungry, either. As she was whipping something up in the kitchen for them to eat, from the other side of the kitchen countertop he said,              "By the way, I’ve informed your boss of the unfortunate thing that happened to you last night."              What?              She stopped beating the eggs.              He continued, unaware of her surprise, "He did not say much, but from the few questions he asked I could hear his immense anger through his quivering vo

What The Boss did not want to reveal, was not a mystery hard to unravel. The four of them got together on the same evening after Gina met The Boss. She had expected something that would take much longer with him, but otherwise considered what had transpired during lunch as progress.              Still in her jubilant mood, Gina told Rhonda, Linda and Rocco what she had learned at her lunch with him: The Boss' hands were everywhere in their affair on and before that fateful night. "Still, he wouldn't let me know how." Except in the case of Roy, which Gina knew from Roy himself—The Boss gave him a pass that was valid on the day their plan was to be executed.              Cunning—the girls realized how shrewd their boss was.              Rhonda shared what sh

It was a glorious day for all of them. The Trelleco board had met and came out to support the Indonesian project, and appointed Abalido and Quinaeros Inc. as their consulting partner. The decision was unanimous—Abram got the unity he wanted not only at the management, but also at the board levels.              Kronos had withdrawn their bid the day before when Aerlman—as Trelleco's COO—requested a clear list of key resources to be included in their counterproposal—as he did Abalido and Quinaeros. He acted on the advice Gina gave through The Boss. Surely enough that would have disclosed Kronos' intention to supply inadequate resources if they had not pulled out.              To the people who knew, Gina was the star of the private party that the two companies jointly threw together that evening. With the latest thing