Everyone except me, that is.Maybe I should tell you a bit more about myself. You see, I’m the stereotypical geek; I’m about forty pounds overweigh...t, wear reasonably thick glasses, and my favourite hobby is sitting in a room, playing Dungeons and Dragons. Thankfully, I’m not a virgin (Even I managed to lose that at university!), but I have no girlfriend, and because I definitely don’t look very attractive, I’ve kind of thrown myself into my work. In fact, I think the only people who’ve seen me. I’d desired this moment and run it through my head so many times, and in almost every scenario I’d been methodical, slow, deliberate, teasing her out bit by bit as we came together. The reality was anything but. It was frantic, urgent, a heedless, careless crashing of lust on lust, not a bit of it careful or slow or any of the romanticized things we’d both envisioned. The effect was, nonetheless, the same. As Jess came again, launching from one orgasm into the next, and then another until. "Rachael told me that she went through the same feelings but slowly she accepted the reality and is now a part of their lives. I too can be part of their lives if I want, or I can ruin my relationship with them and my mother, the choice was mine.Then she turned toward me and asked me what would I prefer: being a part of them or breaking off all ties with all them? I knew I would never break off relationship with my mom, especially not over this, so I replied I want to be a part of their and. Mirrors and abstract art adorned the walls. His office was very uncluttered, and tasteful. I walked over to him, handed him a 50 bill and touched his hand, letting my fingers pause briefly. He seemed taken aback at my touch. I asked him “Do you have a secretary?” “No” was all he said. “Oh…. well…" I said, as walked over and closed the office door. I turned around slowly looking him up and down and said “I could be your secretary for now,” and winked. He was surprised at my boldness, but.