Yes, there were nerves about the unknown, but they were taking a back seat to my good mood. I had gotten a good night of sleep, I had helped a freaked out girl get home whilst simultaneously putting Jake in his place, I had two orgasms in the course of a few hours. I was doing pretty darn well. Shay kept looking at me sideways all day at work. Then, finally, grabbing her purse at the end of the day, she sat down on my desk. “You get laid?” I laughed, rolling my eyes. “No, Shay.” “You sure?” “I think I would remember that,” I smiled. “You seem different.” “I don't know. I got a good night of sleep, I guess.” “Girl that ain't no good sleep putting that look on your face,” she objected. “Good dick is what puts that look on a woman's face.” I snorted, but suddenly wanted to tell her.
