Jen…Jen, Jen. Jen. Jen. Fuck. My safe haven has been compromised. Where else was I going to work? I could not for the life of me find the strength to will myself into accepting her as my boss. It would be too much of a bruise to my ego. I had to save face and … Continue reading Fuck.
If you’ve been keeping up with my posts, and I sure hope you have, you will have noticed that I changed the title for this entry. I felt this one was more suitable for the message I am about to share with you. Back to the back we went. It was almost in slow motion, waiting … Continue reading Finding My Sexy