so this is the text i got just about twenty minutes ago from one of my straight friends…
“this is a confession,
not a boast.”
“okay shoot.”
“i had sex on my boss’s desk.
a few times.”
^x’s 10 of those.
“with your boss??????”
with
“hell naw!”
“well damn!
no respect!“
backstory: they’re messing with someone they work with.
“lol. its been a while.”
“did you do a camera check?”
*add long reply wait*
“NO!
welp its too late now.
i’ll either get a raise or fired.”
“lol shit my type of work day.”
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god i love my ratchet friends.
they make “ratchet jamari” feel all warm and tingly inside.
i had to get the vision of the mailroom wolf and me wearing out my boss’s desk tho.
hell the security wolf on his desk.
you know it’s been a while.
i’d start taking off my clothes if they brushed against me.
alas i ain’t crazy.
freaky,
but not crazy.
Wait with Mr. Green?
^nawwwwwww!
this is a friend who works somewhere else l
That’s like having sex on your parents bed.Some people have no damn respect whatsoever.
I’m too scary do that plus i dont really find anyone at my job appealing, at least not to my type