He had said that he was 15, about 5'10”, had long, light blonde hair, had gray eyes, and had a slender but slightly defined body. He had also includ...d a picture of himself in the email (in which Wesley was shirtless and looked really hot) and said that he wanted to meet Jess. But now, Jess was unsure. Was he really ready to acknowledge to himself and everyone else that he was gay? Was he really ready to meet Wesley? And all the fallout that could follow? What would his parents think? Or would. She considered the cute black boy from the Sales Department when Gideon Cassel, the Mailroom Clerk, trudged pass her open office room on his usual . . . route. She felt herself smile, steamy images of being pressed a Mailroom shelf flashing through her mind. Heat flushed her skin, flame flickering to life between her thighs. He was the only person she hadn't let touch her. It was time to change that. She rose from behind her desk, five-inch stiletto pumps thudding against the commercial. I'm chasing her down Angel, she skits of into a tree filled gated park. I follow her. My hearts going like an ak47 and my breath feels like it's part of a gale. I walk around the park so many times it starts to feels like the park is spinning around me. I start to think that I must be going mad, that I've imagined the whole thing. So I sit down on a bench and drop my head into my hands trying to recover myself. I take a deep breath and all I can smell is her, my fingers are sticky with her. Once her eyes refocused I figured her ranting would resume and I wasn't disappointed. "Oh Jesus," she announced, "you've come back, resurrected to carry me away to heaven." I was about to try my stereotypical self-depreciation when she went on. "I knew the country was in trouble, but I had no idea that it was the end time of the Apocalypse. I knew Obama was a Muslim, but I didn't stop to consider he was the antichrist! It all makes so much sense now; that's why our church has been supporting.