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So I was standing in my boss’s office, watching over her shoulder as she switched between an email request and the webpage she wanted me to edit. That’s when I turned around and noticed the window behind us. It used to give a clear view between her smaller room and the back area of our entire office, the place where we hold our meetings and eat lunch. However, for privacy’s sake, she’d had something put across its other side (and who can blame her), so now it acts more like a mirror.

I looked at my reflection to see if my dress shirt had gotten wrinkled. Nah, I was good. Then I looked down.

Holy moley!

Dude, I don’t wanna seem rude, but I’ve got an ass that just won’t quit! No wonder all those boys are in the yard. This is some seriously good milkshake.

Anyway, I had to do it. I couldn’t resist. I just hope the boss didn’t notice me shaking what my momma gave me. That wouldn’t be good at all. I don’t think she’s ready for this jelly.