Rebecca walked over to him "It's ok, Sir. I'm afraid it happens to me a lot. I've gotten used to the looks and the comments. I actually think it's kin... of cute that you are embarrassed! She said lowering the binder back down to the desk.She walked back to the door and quickly twisted the lock. She came back to Michael's desk."I see there's no ring on your finger. No wife or kids pictures on your desk. Does this mean that no lucky girl has caught you in her net, yet?" No I'm still single," he. .. I just accidentally said I like your pussy." Well, you're a guy. I'm sure you think about pussy all the time."I was speechless. That was the most honest thing I ever heard a girl say. Girls knew guys were sex fiends but acted liked we should be different. Hannah just stated plainly how guys are. It was refreshing to hear."Thank you," I said. "Uh..."Did I just thank her that I think about pussy? I needed to get the conversation off me. I needed to turn the tables. The more she talked the less. He blinked.“God Fucker?”The gangly AnCom that he had expected to be four light years and subjective years in the past grinned at him. “Hey,” he said, cheerfully, then clambered to his feet, walked over and sat down at the chair beside Lou.“What ... the ... what are you ... how did...” Lou spluttered.“Dude,” God Fucker said, shaking his head. “My weight on the lighthugger was, like, a rounding error in its mass capacity. I just polled the AnCom community, didn’t get enough downvotes, and I was. I asked a couple of the regulars if she had a boyfriend or girlfriend and they all said they had never seen her with anyone. My spirits soared. I started to talk with her more frequently. Though she was talkative, I quickly realized I was getting no where with her. I would flirt with her, she would flirt back and then go to another customer and do the same thing. I got frustrated at getting no where with her but that was tempered in the knowledge that neither was anyone else. About 3 months.