The makeup and the girdle were working perfectly, or at least that was Stephanie's idea, as she passed by the reception of the building as she always did, got on the elevator without any man or woman turning to look at her, walked down the cubicle corridor without any of the young assistants being distracted from their tasks, and even Xavier greeted her as he usually did, promising to be at the coffee station in an hour, where he was waiting for her to talk. Even Mary greeted her as if only a gust of wind had passed by her. It was the first time Stephanie felt so good and comfortable going unnoticed. With a smile on her face, the result of the new confidence she had acquired, she entered Michael's office, who was already sitting in his executive chair, facing the huge windows from where he
