But today I was not in the bored and jaded mood that had become my normal reaction to this daily event. Reaching the station and getting a ticket for ...y ride home every day, had soon palled and had become a somewhat blasé ritual. Today the difference was that, a few feet in front of me stood a very attractive boy. He was slim and of medium height with a fresh looking face devoid of any trace of moustache or beard. He was dressed in a rather tight tee shirt that showed a shapely chest and a flat. I hear the word 'shock' being thrown around a lot, so that's probably it, though I don't feel shocked. Just sleepy. I wonder vaguely what's going to happen to all that blood I left at Carly's. And I decide I'll clean it up, I'll clean it all up because at least it's one mess I can fix.And I think I'm saying sorry to Carly, over and over again, and it's making her cry but I can't stop it.I feel a little better when the stitches are in and they're wrapping my hand up, even though my hand stings. I work in a private management group, I am quite attractive with 34d .my husband works in a private share trading company. Our financial situation was not very good. I don’t have a degree. I was promoted to sr. Sale manager by working in the company for 5 years. My husband’s job is also not permanent. My company was bought by a new company and the new companies boss announced that there will be job cuts. He called me to his cabin and said you are not qualified to work in your current position I. "Really?" i replied back trying to sound intrigued. "Tell me more?" i then said quickly taking a seat opposite her, and joining her little group of ladies.Anyway, over the next few hours we chatted, drank, and i got the ladies a few drinks in, to you know, keep them happy, until finally one by one they left, leaving me and Emily alone at the table."So..." i said casually."Are you back long?" i asked."Just a couple of nights" she replied back."To see family and friends" she then added."And your.