Ticking Things Off The List Before I Left...

Alright, so you know I work at a firm. But I switched firms a few years ago.  I think I may have told you about the people who worked at my office. Short story: the hiring partner at the old firm seemed to like to hire men who were either gay or who were more than happy to have their balls cutoff. (sorry talking about the men of that firm just brings out my bitch) But then there was the records room guy. We have a records room, even though most everything is hard copy. The records room guy we hired a few years before I left was this younger Black guy, who I will call M.

M's about 6'2, broad shouldered, shaved head with a goatee. He played a little college football before a knee injury and he (FORTUNATELY) did not let it keep him staying in shape. He has that dangerous look about him. I've never asked him much about his past, but I've heard him talking to other attorneys and he speaks very (this will sound bad) White, but I've heard him speak to some other guys and he reminded me of this kid from ghetto who had gotten mixed up in a gang that we represented in a truancy pro bono case. Anyways, M's got tattoos up and down his arm. 

I would interact with M very infrequently, but damn I'd love to watch him go by. And when I did talk to him, he had this way of looking at me that made get flustered. All I could think about if I was talking to him for more than a minute was what his cock must taste like. Very, very distracting to be around him. My secretary used to give me grief about how I'd act around him.

Superbowl 47 Party ...

So I haven't posted in a very long while. And since one of my favorite blogs is no more (Where did you go Neighbohood Milf?) I figured I should talk about what happened Superbowl Weekend.

Anyways, I had a GREAT time at my Man's party (even though my Niners lost :(. I got there at one 1:30 or so to help with the setup. It was me, my Man, and one other girl (Candace who is married also but younger than me) for a while. Around 2:30 or so I got changed into my outfit for the party as a couple of the other people were starting to show up. I was in my Niner jersey, little gold pleated mini skirt, and 6 inch heels.  Candace was wearing a cheerleader outfit (I forgot to ask where she got it since it was not a stripper type costume. Part of me wondered if it was hers from a long time ago or what.) A third girl, Anne, showed up right before game time. She's younger than both Candace and I is single. She's works at some store and is still going to college.

Aside from my Man, there were seven other guys there. I've met all of them at one part or another except for one guy. With the exception of my Man's younger brother, there all late 20s early 30s. The brother is still in college and is 21.

How I feel at work

I know its been a while since I've posted. I keep meaning to but life has been getting in the way. Then I saw this video. Perfect example of a woman who dresses like she is in control, but really....

Party Time

I wish my holiday parties for work were more like this one.

Learning That College Was Different

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I Should Know Better, Part 2

For part 1, go here.

Now that you are all caught up, here is part 2. 

I Think I'm Going TO Have to Atone Again

Saw this over on a site I read. So glad I followed the line for once.