I sat in stunned reverie for quite a while as my cells regrouped, getting back to their business of managing my body after the all-hands-on-deck call to which they had just responded. I felt my stomach growl for a change. Other more urgent body parts had been vying for my attention up until Stacy's, what . . . phone s*x with me? Jesus.
Stacy and I began as office rivals a few years back, our minds a right mess after an up-and-coming asshole pitted us against one another in a senseless race for his preferential treatment. Once we put our heads together over a few drinks however, we realized quickly what was going on, and put that cretin in his place. One s****l harassment suit later and we never saw him again.
We quickly became confidants, and now consider each other to be best friends. I
