A Collection Of Intimate Moments With People I’m Not Necessarily Intimate With
He picks me up around my waist and spins me around the kitchen. Even when he puts me down, I am still giddy and giggling.
He picks me up around my waist and spins me around the kitchen. Even when he puts me down, I am still giddy and giggling.
On my first day, I am told to go to the staff canteen and explain that I don’t yet have my ID because I am newly drafted in to help. The smiling server behind the counter cheerfully exclaims, “Welcome to Hell!” as she hands me my meal.