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in front of my chest to cover as much as I could. I w

men were discussing something heatedly.

ogetically, and he curled his index finger in a 'come here' motion. I grimaced a

in front of people who gave me an initial dirty look when I la

osted tongue, "Please refrain from crowdi

ttered and turned m

t over the table there, if she held the tray, I might not have gotten t

wer than I knew myself to possess I somehow successfully forced all of my efforts into not hitting him

uld hear him sarcastically taunti

iment, you won't even say thank me?" He sound

on

hing, but thanking him for sexual harassment was another. My teeth

lor

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then the men, most wearing a suit and most relatively dismissive to the women. The one s

nation with my shoes.

e came sharp as he reminded his men. I didn't know whether the sharp tone

no

t one gave me a second glance as all attention turned back to Christiano. I

have to te

again soon, as the drinks emptied and the cigars dwindled. With a sigh, I leaned against t

go. Somehow, I felt as though, should I get out of this place, the excellent hygieni

one I'm never going to get to write

wor

g about the other women here. They were wiping down tables, cleaning glasses, and serving drinks as though they were programme

gnize. He waved an empty drink around in front of me,

tiano several times after asking one of the girls behind the counter fo

et in trouble for failing to do your job." Gag. "He wouldn't even shoot m

ing me a bone." I hande

t just the corner of his lips. "How about we che

nd of girl you think I am-" Before I could tear into this hog the way he so deserved, one of the girls from behind the counter c

away while he was thoroughly distracted by a nice p

being

ng back here? Are you new? Christiano

lanced back to the table, where his seat was stil

ry?" She asked w

lowly sat his empty glass to the table with his eyes fixed on me. The men around the table with

e, I have some busi