"See, not a bad idea yet," I said, and her face lit up even more. Her smile got bigger too. I don't think she's ever smiled at me like that.
"Okay, so this one's kinda touchy, but..." she drawled out as she came around my desk to lean her fine a.ss on it as she talked like her t**s weren't staring me in the face. Damn her for wearing shorts instead of a skirt today. "Have you ever thought about having the bunnies sign consent and NDA forms?"
Wait, what?
"Why would I do that?"
"Because a lot of the women who come around here try to trap you guys into marriages and sh.it. It's really weird, and the lengths I've heard they're willing to go... it's nuts. I mean... like seriously insane."
I laughed, because I knew exactly what she meant. I grew up seeing it. We all did.
I've even told Sa
