I was referring of course, to her hubby, who had a solid beer gut although he was a handsome enough dude. We had never really gotten on all that well,...it wasn't that either of us didn't like the other, or even that we didn't want to get along. We just as people didn't quite click.'He's at work, something you two never seem to know anything about.' Sally snorted.Pepper was just looking around her, her face was impassive, but I saw her gaze linger on Keira once or twice, was it jealousy? I. Also she wrote " I'm often thought of as stuck up because I don't usually talk unless I have to. I get nervous just walking into a room and saying hello to everyone. I think that maybe I have a certain look on my face when people see me; I mean, to me it's my "I'm seriously nervous and uncomfortable" face, but to others I think it makes them feel like I think that I'm better than everyone. So everyone just thinks I'm stand-offish and an overall rude person who thinks way too highly of. BIRT ... AM ... Still visible on the frosting. The rest of those words were sloshing around somewhere in Jared’s stomach along with ten big slices of pizza, lots of beer and that large bottle of wine he had consumed. Bits of chocolate cake where also spilling off the side of that table and down onto the floor. Those bits were scattered along the floor in amongst a few dozen beer cans. Those beer cans were all crunched in their middle and still had little droplets of their contents slowly. "Oops! Dropped my pen!" he made a sham of dropping his pen and getting down on the floor to retrieve it.I decided to tease him and when his head was under my desk I deliberately opened my legs slightly so he could see up my skirt. When he got back to his feet his face was flushed and I could see a bulge in the front of his trousers."Ok Steve; you've had your peek; now fuck off while I do some work," I chided him whilst dangling a high-heel seductively from my foot.Along with my new wardrobe and.