I felt sore all over. I walked over. Porn That’s quite nice. It would be hard to keep up with Diane if Gabriel moved in. The scent of coffee wafted its way into the bathroom. I didn’t really want to know. “Keep going, dear. She might be nearing retirement but I didn’t think her sight had gone enough to keep us safe. “I sold my clubs with my convertible.”
“Oh, come on, man. “There’s this girl at the bar who–” He looked around and whispered, “I swear to god wears her bra and pants one size too small. She tasted like salt and faint vinegar. Take the rest of the day off.”
“Sure thing, boss.”
I hit send on my last email of the day and walked out of the building.




















