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“Exactly.” She grinned. “I’m the BJ Queen.” She paused. “Oops, guess I just said it.”

The elevator pinged again, and Tracy barged out of the elevator muttering something under her breath as Andrew, Natasha, and I followed her.

“Have a good day, girls,” Boobie said before the elevator doors closed.

“I do not know how she still has a job,” Tracy said angrily. “I guess if you sleep with the boss, then you can be an absolute imbecile.” She charged down the corridor, and both Natasha and I stared at each other incredulously. Who was Boobie sleeping with? Travis or Max? All of a sudden, I really wanted to speak to her again.

Chapter13

“I’m not going to lie,” Natasha said as we sat in a local pizza shop munching on our slices of cheese pizza. “But I am surprised that Boobie has a job.”

“Me too.” I took a sip of my lemonade and sat back. “She seems nice, but she is really unprofessional.” I shook my head. “I can’t believe that she is the receptionist at the front of the entire firm.”

“Then she must really be sleeping with Travis or Max,” Natasha said, taking a spoonful of the Caesar salad we were sharing. “I say Max because I don’t think he’d let Boobie work there unless he was hooking up with her.”

“You think so?” I asked, suddenly feeling a bit despondent. It wasn’t like I wanted anything to do with him, but the fact that he might be hooking up with Boobie had me slightly depressed. She was lovely, but she just seemed so trashy, and well, I had kinda hoped he was single.

“Not really.” Natasha shook her head. “I mean, he seems like only Ms. America is good enough for him, but maybe they had a one-night stand, and now she has some dirt on him and he can’t get rid of her.”

“Maybe,” I said, laughing. “That would be crazy. What could she have on him?”

“Maybe he’s a furry or something.” She shrugged.

“Eww, that’s scary.” I giggled. “Or a brony.”

“I will never look atMy Little Ponythe same way again.” She leaned forward, her eyes alight with mischief. “Now tell me, have you received any other messages?”

“I think so.” I pulled my phone out and opened the app. “I wasn’t able to check in the office, but I could feel my phone vibrating a lot, and both of my sisters know I’m at work today, so they wouldn’t be blowing me up.”

“Ooh, I can’t wait.” She grinned. “It’s making me think I should download an app and see if I can’t meet some guys…just for fun, of course. I’m not under the illusion that I will meet Mr. Right.”

“You never know,” I said. “I had a friend in college who met her current boyfriend online, and he’s lovely.”

“Really?” She looked skeptical. “How lovely.”

“I mean, he’s a total nerd. He playsDungeons and Dragonsand has a huge beard and talks about the Marvel characters like they are his best friends, but he’s very loyal.” I giggled. “And my friend said his cock is really thick and he likes to go down on her morning, noon, and night.”

“Well, that definitely helps.” Natasha nodded. “If I had a man that liked exploring, I would be very happy.”

“Ooh, well, then I have the man for you.” I scrolled through my messages and opened the chat with Davide. “Listen to this.”

Davide: Hey can I ask you a question?

Polly: Sure?

Davide: Do you get waxed?

Polly: Excuse me?

Davide: Brazilians?

Polly: None of your business.

Davide: I don’t mind if you have a jungle. In fact, I prefer it.

Polly: …

Davide: There’s something about the feel of a clit through a jungle of hair.

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