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"Here boys's your mail, Mz. Owens," Stevie said boys while dropping a thick bundle boysfirsttime of envelopes on the corner boysfirsttime of the senior vice boysfirsttime president's desk, "I think you get more stuff than anyone, you must have boys a lot of friends." Tilting her head boysfirsttime forward to look over the top of boys her reading glasses, she eyed the young mail boy before replying boys, "Well, Stevie, most time of them aren't from friends, I get that kind of mail at home, believe me, these are all work related about." He boys paused for a second before leaving her boys office, and then in time a hesitant voice replied, "Well I bet time that boys anyone boysfirsttime as about pretty as you has a lot of friends." "Why thank you first, Stevie," she answered smoothly, "that's the nicest thing first anyone's said to me in first a long time, do you sweet talk about your girl friend that way, too.?." Now turning a about bright shade of red he replied, "Uh, no, I boys don't have a girlfriend." Seeing his obvious discomfort, Kimberly Owens young replied gently, "I'm time really surprised, you're a very handsome young man, how old are you, Stevie.?." "I'm eighteen, ma'am," he replied softly, "I'll be nineteen first in two more months." Giving the young blonde haired boy one more first once over, she asked softly, "Stevie, may I ask you a favor, please.?." "Gosh yes," he fairly shouted, anything at all, you just name it, Mz. Owens." "Good, stop by young boy first time my office boysfirsttime at young boy first time let boys's say five fifteen," she replied young, "I'll explain then exactly what I want you boys to do, okay.?." "Sure," he replied happily, "I'll be here young boy first time at five fifteen sharp."