Don’t you just hate that.
Where have you been hiding?
Right under my nose.
What am I talking about?
A hot sexy thing.
A client of mine has had a pre Christmas make over.
Gone are the glasses, she got lasered.
Off have come the braces.
She’s never looked so kissable.
Being a gentleman, I complimented her on her delightful looks.
You look positively ravishing my dear.
And ravished she will be by some horny thing.
Sadly not me.
There are lots of unwritten rules in life.
One such rule is never, ever sleep with a client.
No good will ever come of it.
Don’t come on the hand that feeds you.
Because adults can’t separate sex and work.
We get terribly childish about sex.
Possessive, jealous, whiny.
Moaning I like, whining?
Can you imagine separating sex and ‘life’?
I guess I’m asking if you split sex from emotions.
What do you think, doable?