It’s overly biased and quite political. However he gets paid to little to care about what they post. Jack’s just the best site manager and designe...r in this place.Clicking send and watching the computer do it’s job. Jack emails find there way to his other employees. All that’s left to do is go through the junk mail secretary bitch forced into his lap. That Gold digging pet sits on the bosses lap when it should be of his. Cracking open yet another energy drink Jack begins his magical skills of. ” The blokes began to nod their heads wisely; it was obvious they didn’t agree with the crap she was talking, but it was equally obvious they liked the effect of what she was saying. Helen took another swig; she was slowly getting drunk. She could feel the warmth of desire spreading up her body from her toes, like sap from the roots of a tree. “As far as I’m concerned, if a girl is with some guys and she strips she needs a good seeing-to.” The men nodded in agreement with this politically. I didn't even think before I pulled the door wide open. When Isaw that it wasn't Miranda, my heart practically stopped. The UPS manstanding on my doorstep held out a package for me. I could barelybreathe, let alone speak, so I reached out to take the package. Hesmiled at me, and before I realized it, I smiled back.When I had taken the package, he held out an electronic pad for me tosign. I picked up the pen, and was about to sign my name, but I realizedthat that would be a bad idea. I. .. ?" Mr. Johnson seemed to have lost the ability to string more than two words together."Oh, I'm sorry. Did I embarrass you? I'm so sorry." Tiffany flipped her skirt down and snapped her knees together."No. I, um ... It's just that ... Don't, uh, worry about it. It's okay," Mr. Johnson babbled."You are embarrassed, aren't you?" I'm, uh, I'm sorry that I, um..." Mr. Johnson, please don't be embarrassed. It was my fault for sitting like that. And to be honest, I sort of liked you looking.".