Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203
I was working with my coworker, and secretly crushing on him. I decided to corner him in the photocopier room and ask him to have dinner at my place. There he stood, 6’2’, blonde hair, chiseled features, and yet so innocent looking. I walked right up to him and asked him to come over on Wednesday. He began to stutter and his papers went flying out of his hands. He shyly agreed.