The complication here is she has a crush on me, and has played these lunches for all their worth in her little way. She normally dresses to impress on Fridays, and wears a tad more make-up. She then acts pretty much like a school girl for the hour we have together.
Yeah it sounds ideal to some, until you look at the package: Late 30's or early 40's, built like a telephone pole, and about as tall as a fence post. Never have been tempted to stick my pen in that company ink.
Thank god there are no more lunches with her!
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