"Your job," he said, sitting in a chair across my desk, "is to have a think on that, and tell me if I'm heading down the wrong path. That's why they pay you the big bucks."
I KNEW there was a catch to that bank account deposit.
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In a week I'm heading to a different city to visit my boyfriend. I ask him if there's anything in particular I should pack, he writes: lingerie.
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