I was upfront and told her she had gorgeous lips. She thanked me, and then when I asked what she was up to… Christine stopped messaging. That’s Li...erotica for you. Sometimes people will message back and other times they won’t. It didn’t bother me much because I’ve been on Lit long enough to know better. As long as I wasn’t those freaks who take things to heart or spam messages until they get blocked, I knew everything was cool. It had been about a week, since our brief conversation and I was. Most of us use the rear stairwell to come and go. My Boss’s office is located at the rear and left so he has windows on those sides, not overlooking the high street, but the road that runs along it and the back alley way. Although I’d been working there a few months; Tim had only been my Boss during that time, after his PA went off on pregnancy leave I was asked to take over. He was a slim, quite good looking chap in his early 50’s and usually quite shy. That seemed to change over the course. ”I let that comment hang in the air, but he did not elaborate.I went back to the bar and poured a 2nd margarita as I gazed more closely at him. “So are you ready to see more?”“I am, but I’d like the pleasure of opening your sweater and removing your skirt myself.”This was new territory, but I guess there could be no harm in that. I walked into the bathroom to check my makeup and brush my hair. I was buying some time and knocking back this 2nd margarita to allow myself time to pour a 3rd. . I can't believe, even for a minute, that he took anything else into account." Maybe I ought to ask him." It might not be something he'll be able to articulate. Even a by-the-book manager like Paul will play a hunch once in awhile," she said."You don't think I ought to ask him?" What do you say to him, exactly? --'Jeez, Paul, what were you thinking, there, leaving me in to face a fearsome Yankee rookie rightie?'" Yeah, you're right. If I ask, it'll sound like I'm trying to put the blame on Paul.