Maybe if I worked at a place with all straight women, I could dress this way.I used the bathroom, then checked my hair. I glanced at my body. “The... love it,” I thought of the black men ogling and flirting with me. “Does Kirk?”I turned around, looking at my ass, “I’d hope he does.”I left the bathroom, not watching where I was going and collided with another coworker.“I’m sorry, baby girl. You ok?” he said.“Uh, yeah, sorry.”“Mmm, Lisa, you look real fine in that dress,” he complimented. That's ok we will just visit the beach until its done..we arrived in Miami for our dream holiday and it was great to get away from the hustle and bustle of work,we got to the villa and it was stunning even the pool looked great but we decided to wait like the lady said it would be done soon. the 1st night we decided to just stay in the villa and relax and plan our days out and where to go. the days flew by and we had seen some of the places we had wanted to see but i wanted to hire a car and go. I tried to talk to Kara, and Jennifer and I talked. And even when I came to Chicago, I kept in touch with my dad, Don Joseph, and others.”“I suppose you’re right,” Jessica said. “I really messed up by refusing to talk to you at all. Or to any of you. I especially regret not talking to Kara.”“It’s OK, Jess,” Kara soothed. “I did the same thing to Steve for a long time after my meltdown. I totally understand how lost you felt.”“Katy is going to be OK,” I said, trying to reassure everyone. “We. I was always did it so quickly too and that just made me more embarrassed and it harder to stop blushing. Soon someone would say I was "So cute!" Bitches."Older than I was," Sylvie shrugged, "See, Kelly, these bracelets--"Eden slapped Sylvie. A mommy got into daddy's cocaine kind of slap. Well a friend of mine had called it that. I met her parents, no way were they cokeheads or slappers. Franklin dropped a pan and was coming around from the kitchen. Holy shit! I've only seen Franklin step in.