"When was the last time you made love to a woman?".
Not an easy question to answer, especially when you're in the situation I was. She let go of my hair and shoved my head forward as she gracefully walked in front of me. I heard the sounds of her heels tapping on the floor, tapping that told me she was going to get something out of me.
"I beg your pardon? I don't really know what this has to do with the interview process...". The words came out of my mouth but it didn't matter to her. Her attention was drawn elsewhere and I wanted to know why. I got up out of my chair as she slightly turned her back towards me. As I walked up behind her I didn't realize it at first but she had been unbuttoning her blouse.
This was getting crazy. What was a man like me to do in a situation like this?
I stood behind that mysterious woman and the smell of her body was stronger than ever. It was almost as if aroma had complete power over my body and my every move. As if I had no control of what I would do next to her.
I had to shut this mysterious woman down.
I placed my hands on her hips and moved my face close to hers. As I began speaking, her head rolled back exposing her long beautiful neck. Her skin looked gentle and soft, almost causing me to lose control and bring my lips to it.
"I can't do this." I said to her when she turned around, shirt fully unbuttoned and looked me in the eyes. I gazed down at her breasts, resting in her bra and then my eyes rose to connect with hers.
Her next few words changed my mind completely.
More tomorrow...
Monday, April 16, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
How I Nearly Died During the Interview - Part 1
"Nervous" just about sums it all up. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a shy guy by any means. But there's something about a bunch of suits that rubs me the wrong way. There had to have been at least seven of them. Seven men with no names, no faces and no identities. Oh how ironic it is that I operate the exact same way now...
Allow me to introduce myself as Professor J. I am a behavioral studies professor who was recently flown into this secret base (location was undisclosed to me when we got here) and now I sit waiting my fate after the near fatal blunder I had moments ago. I'll start the story off at the good part.
Pop Quiz: How long do you think it takes an office desk to burst into flames? The answer is 4.7 seconds.
I saw this as another researching opportunity, one for me to expand my love of science, of human behavior, and of the world in general. I'm addicted to learning and testing my abilities to see exactly what I'm capable of which I guess these suits saw as a positive trait. In fact, so positive that they brought me here for this interview. However, this was not a typical interview. Oh no. This seemed to be more of a test...
A test of my abilities to say "no".
They brought me into a dimly lit room and asked me to take a seat. Naturally, I took the lone chair under the spotlight as all the other ones were off in the shadows. As I sat there calmly I heard a door slide open behind me. Not trying to seem too jumpy, I casually turned around to see what it was. In that instant I felt a the hand of a woman grab my head and point it forward. Her long skinny fingers and soft skin perched up on my of my bushy untrimmed hair. A little rough for my first time here but I can deal with that.
The woman kept her hand on my head and slowly released the grip of her fingers. I felt her breath coming closer to the side of my face, her perfume was strong and carried a very aromatic scent to it. (I kept telling myself "Keep it together, this is an interview"). As she moved closer to my ear, I heard her whisper words I never thought would come out of this mysterious woman's mouth. I didn't know who she was, I didn't know what she wanted until she said "When was the last time you made love to a woman?".
More tomorrow...
Allow me to introduce myself as Professor J. I am a behavioral studies professor who was recently flown into this secret base (location was undisclosed to me when we got here) and now I sit waiting my fate after the near fatal blunder I had moments ago. I'll start the story off at the good part.
Pop Quiz: How long do you think it takes an office desk to burst into flames? The answer is 4.7 seconds.
I saw this as another researching opportunity, one for me to expand my love of science, of human behavior, and of the world in general. I'm addicted to learning and testing my abilities to see exactly what I'm capable of which I guess these suits saw as a positive trait. In fact, so positive that they brought me here for this interview. However, this was not a typical interview. Oh no. This seemed to be more of a test...
A test of my abilities to say "no".
They brought me into a dimly lit room and asked me to take a seat. Naturally, I took the lone chair under the spotlight as all the other ones were off in the shadows. As I sat there calmly I heard a door slide open behind me. Not trying to seem too jumpy, I casually turned around to see what it was. In that instant I felt a the hand of a woman grab my head and point it forward. Her long skinny fingers and soft skin perched up on my of my bushy untrimmed hair. A little rough for my first time here but I can deal with that.
The woman kept her hand on my head and slowly released the grip of her fingers. I felt her breath coming closer to the side of my face, her perfume was strong and carried a very aromatic scent to it. (I kept telling myself "Keep it together, this is an interview"). As she moved closer to my ear, I heard her whisper words I never thought would come out of this mysterious woman's mouth. I didn't know who she was, I didn't know what she wanted until she said "When was the last time you made love to a woman?".
More tomorrow...