“What’s her name again? Elizabeth . . . something. I shouldn’t have given her portfolio back. Now I’m going to have to ring Steve Sully in HR to ask for it. But fuck. Steve is going to crap about why I hired a PA straight out of college. “You’re thinking with your balls, man,” he’s going to say. Steve and I go way back since college and he’s earned the right to say ‘balls’ to my face. He would be right too. I was thinking with my balls. And penis. And a thousand hormones coursing through my adre...nal glands, or wherever testosterone is made in. The last time I thought with the organs south of my navel where hirings are concerned, I encountered big trouble. “Yeah,” I can hear Sully’s sarcastic tone, “tell me about it.” Sully was the one who kept me out of trouble in college, when every girl who thought she had a chance was throwing her panties at me, bending over, and holding her ankles while I took her from behind. I was a high school athlete into marathon running and tennis, and I suppose I was rich (old money) and not too bad-looking (mother’s genes), so I was fairly popular.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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