Sexually Harrass Me… Please.

It’s staff meeting day, and for the first time in a long while… I’M ALONE IN THE OFFICE!

i wanted to hop about. but i wont. i’m too tired.

so the old guy who works in noise management is getting REALLY touchy feely with me. I’m not the type to scream "sexual harrassment!!!!" but he is totally doing that.

he rubs my back and runs his fingers through my hair and tickles me and today he copped a feel of the underside of my boobs.

yeah, total old perv. he’s like in his 60’s, married, kids… and just won’t leave me alone. he tried to allude to the fact that he had a big dick today too. he said "when i was younger, my sister and her friends pantsed me. They got a look at me. and there is one who still wants to date me now"

right. uh huh. like i wanted to know.

and he says that we should get married and that he’ll take me to hawaii and he has lots of money and would give it all to me if he could.

i just sort of smile and nod and tease the hell out of him and tell him to go away.

i dunno. maybe i have a "sexual harrass me" sign glowing over my head. Even Mr. Happy Doom had to touch me today.. in a playful "i’m gonna punch you" way… but… ugh… PERSONAL SPACE PLEASE.

it’s not the first time it’s happened.

it didn’t happen in my first office because the only male who worked there was gay. and then when the guy in the wheel chair came he was scared of me.

though i take taht back. i had security guards (jacobs father… duh) who wanted my ass too. oh well. it’s my fate in life.

whatever.

but yeah, i don’t even know why. i’m a little chubby wack job. oh well. i guess that’s HOTT.

or hawt.

or hawtt.

or whatever.

it’s always the ones i don’t want that bother with me.

i want a BOY TO LIIIIIIKE MEEEEEEEE.

i dont’ want any of these old coots to like me!

except for the operations guy upstairs. we flirt like bandits. it’s fun.

and he’s cute in this weird way. but married. bah.

and my security guard friend.

god if he didn’t have a woman.

back room, pants down… DEBAUCHERY.

and yeah, i’m in heat and have NOT gotten any penis yet.

superhottie has tried a few times, but it’s never worked out.

bleh.

i’m not trying for it, but i wont’ say no if it comes to me.

maybe that’s why these men keep touching me, they can smell my "fuck me please" pheremones.

i don’t even know if that’s how that’s spelled.

whatever.

I guess I’ll post section 5 of my nanowrimo now.

blah blah blah.

kill me.