I wouldn't mind making it a part of my daily routine. I am sitting at my desk trying to focus on work but I keep flashing back to Richard fucking me ...ight here on this desk. I am smiling reliving the moment when my co-worker and fellow sex-obsessed friend Michelle comes in. “Well…” she says. “Well what?” I ask her with a smirk on my face. “ Don't what me, you know damn well I want to hear all about yesterday with Richard, and don't even try to say nothing happened. I saw the look on your. ' The hairdresser positioned a mirror behind James head, placed a hand on his shoulder and said, 'Doesn't that look good?'It did look good, thought James. 'So, Jimmy, do you smoke?' 'Cigarettes?' The hairdresser laughed, 'No, weed.'James did, although he had only smoked hash before. 'Well, I'm just finishing up. How about you come upstairs for a smoke; play some games?' 'Sounds good. How much do I owe you for the cut?' 'Forget about.' Said the hairdresser casually, 'Let's go upstairs.' They sat. Go get breakfast and keep your eyes open."Everyone but Gretchen left for the dining room. She motioned for me to stay and waited for everyone to leave before speaking. "I'm proud of you."I raised an eyebrow. "For what?" For telling them all how you felt and not letting it get you worked up."I grinned. "Yeah, I guess I do get on a roll when I'm upset. Usually. It must be a drop in my hormones or something." I took her hand in mine. "I want to eat somewhere alone, just the two of us. You want to. “You don’t know him. He’s not from our office and, most importantly, it will never happen again,” Tamara said, then realized that she admitted too many details. Tamara couldn't help but smile, Billie had a way of making her confess her sins. Relatively, to the young single life that Billie lived, her sins were very innocent. “Oh really? But he was hot and he did it to it, huh?” Billie teased. “Yes, he was very attractive.” Tamara smiled as she took off her blazer. Just thinking of Kent made her.