The place was so huge it took the boyish newcomer around twenty minutes of continued walking before he reached the lounge. Plus another five minutes to get to Alexia's desk which doubled as a divider between the large corridor and the narrow pathway leading into the private executive offices of both Mr. and Mrs.Castaňeda. In the middle of both doors was the locked entrance of their small but fully functional well-furnished high-tech condo unit doorway which has communication entrances between their two offices. The slim but sinewed Serge smiled timidly at the curvy ebony-haired young lady at the desk who was then wearing her uniform of a violet blouse and black pencil cut knee-length skirt.
"Miss, which is The Supervisor's office?" the young hopeful asked bashfully as he rubbed the back of his neck with one manly and long-fingered hand. "He's currently expecting me."
