My boss's boss called me on my cell after work. He doesn't do that. To ask a question. About something we need to buy. What the fuck? Why didn't he call my boss? I am attracted to this man. He is married. I think about being with him. Lately, we have brushed against each other, the arm, the hand. Accidentally, on purpose. What the fuck? Why not? Why not go for it? I don't share for one thing. I know I'll fall all the way in. Can't have that.
Little Else
All we have is who we are. Little else matters.

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