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great experience, but I’m not sure about my boss. He’s really condescending and frankly downright rude at times. I’m hoping that will change once he gets to know me. But, I’m going to try my best to not let it bother me. I am going to just get in there and kick a little keister.”
    “Don’t take it personally, Katrine. Those old-timer CEO types are like that sometimes. They are accustomed to calling the shots and getting their way. Sometimes when you have that much control it skews your ability to deal with the little people,” Izzie said. She was relishing the fact that we were talking about business and not toddlers or soccer games.
    “That’s the thing, he isn’t old. He’s around my age, I think.”
    “Is he good looking at least?” Paige asked.
    “You sound like Maddie. Yes, he is easy on the eyes, but his personality lessens the effect his looks have on me. No danger of crossing that line, trust me. You know how I am. No assholes!” Katrine raised her drink in mock proclamation.
    “Here, here!” Jane said in response.
    “Except when they’re in book form. You love those books when the girl falls in love with the scoundrel. You have a secret fetish for bad boys, Katrine,” Paige teased.
    “Hey, me and every other woman.” Katrine admitted.
    Katrine kept the fact that her new boss rode a motorcycle to herself. That would not help her credibility in the “not crossing the line” situation.
    “Oh god, those books you two read… She fights falling in love with him, and he fights falling in love with her. He is mean, she gets mad. They end up together anyway. Hot sex ensues… And don’t get me started on all of those lame names they come up with for genitals and sexual acts, like ‘he nuzzled her core’ or ‘impaled her with his member.’ Impaled? What is she, a rotisserie chicken? Jesus Christ are you kidding me with that! I read one once where he was doing things to her “nub”. Excuse me, but what the fuck is a nub? Did she loose a limb?” Charlie complained.
    “I have one better. I read one where it said he ‘parted her folds’. Excuse me if you have to ‘part’ my folds, orgasm is the least of my worries. Getting to the first plastic surgeon to get that mess trimmed off pronto would be on the top of my to do list!” Katrine added.
    “Hey push multiple kids out of your parts and see how your skin holds up, friend. Mine looks like a turkey waddle.” Paige joked. 
    “Gross. I’m never having kids now!” Jane cried.
    “And can you tell me what in the hell is it with all of those orgasms those chics have? I mean two, three, sometimes four mind-blowing, eye rolling “releases”, during one sexual encounter. That is just morally irresponsible. Women will start thinking that is actually attainable in the real world. Men don’t have a chance to live up to those expectations… Hey don’t get me wrong I wish it were true.” Charlie was on roll now.
    “I know, I’m lucky if my husband hangs in there long enough for me to have one,” Jane giggled taking a sip of her mojito.
    “And do not get me started on the penis sizes!! Do any of these guys ever have their stuff described as average or just enough? OH NOOOO... it has to be so big she could barely take him all in, and it was so big it almost bent. He was almost too big...are you kidding me with that?? Maybe I haven’t slept with enough guys, but if I ever say he was almost too big, just fucking shoot me! I am so stretched out after giving birth my husband could put three of his dicks in there. So I say bring it on, Mr. dick is too big. Bring it on!!” 
    And with that Charlie was spent. They were in tears as the food arrived. Silence took over their table for a few minutes while they started to eat.
    “You seem to know a lot of details for someone who doesn’t like those books Charlie...” Izzie teased, raising one eyebrow. 
    Charlie just grinned and batted her big brown eyes. 
    “By the way, I enjoy