Contributor: John Laneri
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Before Sharon came into my life, I rarely traveled to New York City. The place was too busy for a small town lawyer from Texas.
I first met her that afternoon at her firm's office where she represented legal council for one of my client’s business interests.
On entering her suite, I glanced about. The setting was impressive as were the impressionist paintings on the walls. From what I saw, I pictured Ms. Sharon Parker as a high priced, no nonsense woman who wore sensible shoes and trampled other lawyers for fun.
My first surprise came when I encountered an attractive woman wearing a fashionable suit accented with a white silk blouse and sexy, high heel pumps.
She rose from behind a large desk and extended a hand to greet me, her bright eyes and dark hair projecting an alluring presence, one reminiscent...
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John Laneri
