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My eyes rounded. “What?” I asked, my heart racing. In the car, I had finger-combed my hair at stoplights. And I had made sure what was left of my makeup wasn’t smeared on my face.
“Your blouse. It has buttons missing,” she said.
I looked down to see that my shirt was hanging open and the top of my bra was showing. “I got caught on my car door. I didn’t even notice; I was in such a hurry,” I lied. “I have another shirt in my office.”
I always had at least one backup in case I spilled coffee or food on myself.
Or if the guy I was hooking up with ripped the buttons off.
“I’ll be right back,” I muttered as I grabbed my phone before heading down the hall.
Me:Thanks for sending me back to work like this.
I hoped he could hear my sarcasm all the way from my office building.
D Appointment:I told you I was keeping your panties.
Shocked, I stopped in my tracks and patted my butt. “That asshole,” I muttered.
D Appointment:Don’t worry. I’ll make sure nothing bad happens to them while you’re away.
D Appointment:But if you want them back, you’re going to have to come and get them.
I couldn’t believe he had distracted me to the point that I hadn’t noticed I didn’t have any underwear on at my place of employment.
Me:I hate you.
D Appointment:That’s okay, babe, because you love my dick.
I couldn’t stop the smile that came over my face. He was ridiculous and sexy and even cute sometimes. Like now. But it was a good thing he was just a guy I had sex with because we were too different…even though I could really see myself falling for him.
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Vivian
“And then thekid was late again.” My father shrugged. “So, I fired him.”
“Wow,” I said with little enthusiasm.
My dad seemed to think I liked hearing about his job. Or maybe it was because we didn’t have much in common, so we didn’t have many things to talk about.
“How’s your work, Vivian?” my mom asked.
“Going well. I’m doing this program with the Minneapolis mayor’s office. It’s not for the firm, but it should be beneficial for my career.”
Both my parents beamed.
“Honey, why didn’t you tell us?” Mom asked.
I couldn’t help but smile at their joy. “I don’t know. It’s not really my thing, but I know it will look good on my résumé.”
“What is it you’re doing?” Dad asked.
I explained what Women in Law was and how we were going around to schools to encourage young girls to pursue a career in law.
“Hmm,” Dad said. “Why lawyers?”
I knew my father was just asking out of curiosity, but I couldn’t help but feel like it was a slight toward my career choice.
