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Feeling This
Chapter One:
I straightened my skirt as the lift drew to a halt at my floor of the office, I gently pursed my
lips, checking my lip gloss was as good as I could muster at such a ridiculous time of the day. I slowly
sauntered across to my desk, making sure that the interim's got a good look. I knocked on my boss's
door, holding a cup of white tea in my right hand as he nodded - my invitation to enter - I then pushed
open the door.
"Miss , can you have my report typed up by mid-day, it's
here, on the dictaphone, make sure you get it precise, it will be a report to the co-ordinators of the
company." He said without any emotion in his voice.
"Uh huh, I'll do it right away, sir," I said softly, picking up his dictaphone, and resting it on top of
my note pad, before walking to my desk, my stiletto's tottering behind me.
I sat down at my desk, turning on my computer, and resting my phone headset onto my head, and
connecting it to the phone. I looked across at , whose eyes
were fixed on the boss's door, before logging onto msn. I looked down at my contacts ‘Co-workers:
6/23 online' I quickly looked down the list, and clicking on .
says:
Stop staring!
says:
Meh, no way, too good looking!
says:
No-way! is so much better dahlin! *Day dreams, before
wiping away drool*
says:
He's ok I suppose, not my cup of tea though
says:
I really wouldn't mind doing overtime for him, on the
other hand… Meh!
says:
You working late then tonight?
says:
When don't I?
says:
Not very often, I am too, you fancy going out afterwards?
says:
The new wine-bar on St George's street?
says:
Sounds good!
says:
Yep, shall we ask ?
says:
Yeah, if Mr isn't fucking her too hard ;)
says:
How is that one going?
says:
Fuck only knows, she's never in long enough to ask these days, if she is, he's there.
says:
Shite, well, if there might be a spare room going…
says:
Ask you, I know! How is it going with the cousins?
says:
is a shit; plays guitar at all hours.
; don't get me started. ; thinks he's
some WWF mega-star. At least they go home at the weekends!
says:
Haha! You know you're always welcome!
says:
You shouldn't say that!
says:
Anyways, better get on, is looking at me, I can tell!
says:
Yeah, so is , betcha wish it was the other way around!
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