”I could tell from the heels alone who it was. And the pencil skirt that just barely passed the dress code. And the blouse that probably should be b...ttoned two more buttons up. And that red hair. And those emerald green eyes. And that bright fucking smile.It was Addie.“I couldn’t reach Rita on the phone. I think she went to the bathroom or something. I picked up the roster from her desk.”“I really do love you,” I said, holding out my hand.Addie beamed and handed me the roster sheet.“Anything. ’ ‘What happened?’ ‘He passed out before he could penetrate me.’ ‘Denise, he tried to rape you! What did you do?’ ‘Nothing. I believed it was my fault. I’d offered to have sex with him, I’d willingly performed fellatio to help get him aroused, and I didn’t fight when he climbed on top of me and spread my legs.’ ‘No Denise! That’s not how it’s supposed to be. You can always refuse to have sex, you can always change your mind. A gentleman abides your wishes. Lars did not abide your wishes. Lars. I don't knowwhy I even tried the Jiggle-Gel in the first place. I guess somethingabout having my own boobs really turned me on.All of a sudden, it hit me. I could still do the job, I would just saythat I can't do it and one of my friends that is a girl can do itinstead. I would dress myself up like a girl, using some of the otherproducts I saw, and go over there and introduce myself as Josie.Since I live in Seattle, I get 1 hour shipping from Amazon, so I couldjust order my stuff on there.. Are you sure you want to drive?” I texted my father. He always had a thing about driving that long hitch. Something about being alone, though he’d probably meet some hussie half way for a wild excursion. I wonder where I got it from. “No, I’m driving in. I’ll be stopping at Michelle’s for the night, and then I’ll drive the remaining distance early in the morning.”Figured...I used to make these trips with him when I was younger. Back then, it was always a rush to get there.“Okay, I love you and.