I mean you won't be fired.That I personally guarantee you." Suddenly a smile lit her face and the only words that could come out of her mouth were, "T...ank you." But I must tell you one thing. I can't have your work in this condition, Lindsey." Lindsey gave him a cold stare which he caught."I'll be all right boss," she said, "I'll be fine.Trust me." I trust you but I should put more trust in your performance and it's not the best. I'm giving you a week off to clear your head and come back all. The fish had been slowly drying all night, and he had gotten up several times to feed the low fire that was helping to dry it. A test piece now broke in his fingers, indicating that the jerky was dry enough to last for a long time – at least according to the articles he had been reading. Taking a bite, he grinned at the intenseness of the taste. “Damn. I think I like the taste of dried fish better than fresh.” Then, “Oh, well, maybe not. But it does taste good, anyway,” he told Lobo as he. What can I do for you?” “Do you just want to… keep me company?” she asked shyly. “Uh, yeah, totally.” I replied coolly, coming back downstairs. “Kitchen, your room, my room..?”“My room’s fine. Thanks.” she replied, going into her room. I followed, and took my usual place on the bed. She took her desk chair.“I was meaning to ask, have you booked to see a counsellor?” I asked her.“Yeah, I have.” she replied with a small smile. “Thanks for asking.”“You’re welcome.”“I… really fucked up with Chris,. I had no idea that, in fact, I was that fantasy girl of his masturbation fantasies.It was puzzling, and a little troubling to me in fact, how, when I did my laundry I would often find some of my panties in there that I couldn't remember wearing that week. But it was a trivial thing and I passed it off at the time as I must be losing it… all those brain cells that I killed off during my hard partying days!But other things starting happening as well… little things that individually didn't really.