"Ms. Peterson, did you attend a club Friday night? " Mr. Shaw said causally as he focused his eyes on his twirling pen.
"No" I said trying not to show that I was lying. But then again people always think I'm lying.
"Well I just ask because when I went to a club Friday night...there was a girl who looked an awful lot like, you dancing on one of the tables at a bar with a bra on as a top" he said focusing his narrowing eyes on me now.
" Is that question really appropriate to ask in the work place sir?" I said confused.
"I'm not sure? Is it Ms. Peterson?" he said a little sarcastically.
"Well... since you are not sure, I will just be on the safe side and not answer it sir" I said hoping to get a positive response for what I just said.
"Very well. Get out now" he said coldly and I walked out of the office with my next assignment.
Why didn't God answer my prayer about Mr. Shaw getting attacked by a bear? I thought to myself when i had close the door behind me.
(Written September 22 2017
Has mature language and I might write another part for the steamy scenes and this is my first book so take it easy.
This is still Jenjen010101 I just changed it to Enn0114 because I can.
#233 on July 6
DON'T STEAL MY FREAKING WORK. I GOT RIGHT'S ON THIS BITCH , BITCH. Thank you and have a pleasant read)