Opinions on sex, death, and the circus that is our society.

I think I sexually harassed my voluptuous coworker today. Accidentally. Quite honestly, her cleavage is obscene. I can’t help but look directly into that sharply defined fold that sinks down, down down until it discreetly disappears beneath her celadon-colored satin blouse. Casual Fridays puts her coveted tits in a compromising position as they’re bound by a cotton tee and its tightened beige lace, which creates a cat’s cradle that challenges the viewer. I want to look, Continue reading →