"Have you seen my new ..." is a common phrase. Also for my boss, apparently. But hey, he's cute, so I play along. That's how it goes, especially in my line of work, we use clichés and play with them.
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| No, he wasn't going to show his telescope |
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My boss had called me over for a meeting. I was still in my streetwalking outfit, but I knew he didn't mind me walking into the house that way. The chances that his other staff, or his girlfriend, would walk in and be upset always seem neglicible.
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| He wanted to show me his new bed |
He had a new bed in the house and he was very happy with the animations. The magazine would certainly profit from it. I could keep my clothes on.
I wasn't so sure about that. After all, I hadn't produced a single letter of text for the month of september yet. A girl has to keep her job somehow...
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| For some reason the floor seemed much sexier |
We didn't stay in bed for too long. For some reason the floor seemed much more attractive. Not as comfortable maybe, but certainly as hot. My boss was a happy man once again.
Now I still have to figure out some society event to attend, help!
