Then there are the *other* times, like what happened at work last week.Then there are the *other* times, like what happened at work last week. Okay, so it's the summer. Summer used to be a time to hang out at the beach, maybe take a few easy classes (you know, shit like "History of Ancient Civilization" or "Figure Drawing and Painting"), etc. Now, it's merely another set of days in an office with no windows staring at a recalcitrant PC, trying to figure out why it's refusing to malloc memory for me. Of course, there are some good things. The atmosphere is great. It's a really small place...only 15 people if you include our part-time receptionist, and they leave me alone. Anyway, during the summer, we typically provide work for the bosses' kids. That's pretty par for the course at any engineering outfit (probably at other places too, but I can't comment on it from personal experience). In this case, that means our VP's daughter. Her name is Chrissy. She's a cute blond with a nice rounded ass and medium-large tits. Most of the time she wears a faded pair of jeans and a tee shirt. Now, you can rave about lingerie all you want, but to me, there's *nothing* sexier than a faded pair of jeans (a holdover from some experiences in my college days -- I may even let you in on the one of these days), and Chrissy looks great in them. |