Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Harlot's lover

For the first time this week, I didn’t have to work today. I didn’t have to compute anything or dine with senile men that hit on me while unabashedly wearing their wedding bands. I didn’t have to smile and charm people who think I’m just a spoiled little girl whose knowledge only extends to shopping and shoes.




“Ohhh more, more, MORE!”