"Uh, my name is Kyle. It's nice to meet you, Sharon. I have an appointment to see Mr. Franklin."

"It's nice to meet you too, Kyle. Mr. Franklin is running late. You can have a seat and I'll let you know when he's available."

Apparently, Mr. Franklin was known to be late for meetings, especially with salesmen but I didn't mind because I got to spend time with Sharon. She was about my age, 27, and had a natural beauty to her, you know, that girl next door look. She had a radiant smile that lit up the room, sandy blonde hair, hazel eyes, and small breasts. What Mother Nature...