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Morning box and tits, it is a pretty good way to start the day.  Now, if only I had some morning wood to go with it.  I can wait though, I have some fabulous BBC cumming to visit me today, and I have been thinking about that cock since last week.  I hope it's as epic as I think it's going to be.  It's been a while since I had an epic fuck, and I'm long overdue!  The password is for bt34gg is 1010pw! So check out the hot girl-girl video I put over there.  I have three more updates for today, plus I am sure I will slip in some unexpected ones today as well.  I have to go to work to help a friend who is having staffing shortages.  I used to be kind of on the side of the employees who didn't want to go back to work because I thought they weren't getting paid.  I'm getting $20 an hour to answer phones, type/input information forms, and direct people who walk in.  I mean, you won't get rich by any means, but it's $800 a week before taxes.  It's been a long time since I have had taxes removed from a check, so kind of curious about that.  I have no idea what the benefits are because I won't be using any of them, I have my own, but if I had to choose between foodservice and this, food service wouldn't have a chance.  I am being a lousy employee myself today, though.  I am cutting out early.  I have a friend coming, and he will be cumming, from Orlando to stick his dick in me, and I am not missing out on that.  Helping a friend out is one thing, skipping dick, well, she ain't that good of a friend.  She knows.  I can't let my life be dictated by making sure her business runs smoothly.  She wants me to stay on full-time, in which Hell would freeze over before that happens, simply because I can type.  Quite impressively, I might add.  I learned on the old "Selectrics," you know, the ones with the spinning ball-type head.  If you made a mistake and there couldn't be any whiteout corrections, you started the entire page over. At one point, I was pushing 60 words a minute.  Now, probably 40.  I would rather work on some other skill than typing, though.  You know, the kind that requires the presence of a penis.  Since I am strictly forbidden to fuck the office staff, I really see no reason to stay any longer than I need to.  Actually, I see no reason to stay any longer than I fucking feel like it, but that's beside the point.  So far, though, nobody has caught my eye as someone I want to suck off in the empty office at the end of the hall.  Hopefully, that will change, and my boss will see how well I respond to rules and regulations.