Charles was busy with making the final drafts of the plans for the highrise building he was designing in Saudi Arabia for a trader and investor on Wall Street with connections to an oil magnate and family prince.
He was flyoing out of Kennedy this evening, stopping off in Miami for a weekend fling with one of the women he was seeing socially, then on to the capital.
He ran for a cab and realized that time had gotten away from him and the rush-hour maze totally spoiled his quick jaunt.
Suddenly his college roommatye drove up and yelled for him to get in.
He seemed to know all about his trip and when Charles finally realized, the situation, he turned to find the road coming up faster than he had ever gone. He looked at the speadometer and it started melting...
Just as he felt himself go into a panic, his roomate Saul, smiled and turned----- the blue suit he wore
seemed to cling to him in all the right places.
"I'll get you to the airport in no time....we might even have time for a drink!"
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