Except my lips. Deep red lipstick was always so flattering to my face. I knew that would go over well. As I got out of the car, I realized several men...had stopped their work and were looking at me. I smiled at the forklift driver, tossed my hair for the group of supervisors off to side, and giggled as I heard the whistles and talk behind me as I walked up the stairs to the office door. I locked he door behind me.So here I sat, listening to you in your office, waiting patiently for you to call. I didn't want to play with Brie and leave Andy by himself with people he didn't know, and clearly Brie was enjoying Andy's company. Even though I knew they fucked already, I was still finding myself jealous of seeing them flirt, and I didn't want Brie to see my jealousy, especially since she still didn't know that I knew about them fucking.I went upstairs and tried to forget them. I hung out with different friends, played a few drinking games and had a good time. Eventually I decided to go back. Casual (but responsible!) sex with strangers has never been taboo to me. While I know there’s a time and place for romantic sex, at this point in my life, I much prefer the no-strings-attached kind. It beats the awkward meeting in class the next day or the weird limbo of expectations that can occur with a friend-with-benefits for whom you suddenly develop feelings. Sure, critics say casual sex is just as awkward when you unexpectedly bump into your one-night stand walking down the street to. There is no small amount of pride in your own skills, with which you managed to achieve this.But all pleasure must come to an end.You put on your clothes, grab the case that the woman left next to her discarded clothes and leave her room. It takes you but five minutes to reach your flat – you live on the other side of the street.As you are about to open the case you hear a car stopping before the building. You carefully raise the curtain to get a better view. Four people got out of the car – 3.
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