Searcher
Star
- Joined
- Nov 24, 2010
- Location
- US Southern Region
Trish had found herself busy as well, doing some overtime to make sure all the work was done in the required 24-hour turnaround timeframe since a couple of employees were out due to illness. She hadn't been sleeping well so wasn't feeling great herself so Friday night found her taking some Tylenol PM and going face first into the bed for 14 hours.
She groaned, not wanting to get out of the bed and only doing so because her bladder was entirely too insistent. "Fine fine fine," she grumbled and crawled out of the bed. Her eyes were puffy and her hair was a total mess from rooting around. "I cannot hook up that webcam looking like this. I'm like the frickin' bride of Frankenstein." A good shower helped wake her up as well as a couple of cups of coffee. She started the archaic process of curling her hair and applying makeup in the hopes she'd look halfway presentable.
Slipping on her blue jeans and a light blue button-down blouse, she trapised over to the computer and turned it on. The message popped up and she smiled that he'd already sent a note ... and ... oh my ... mail. Wisely she sat down before clicking the link and sat there a bit awe struck. "So that's how that thingie works," she muttered about the ring and then she sat there quietly, swallowing and trying to moisten her mouth. "He shot all the way up to his chest! Good lord ..." It was a little while later, and a few rewinds to boot, before she popped in as available.
Good morning handsome. I see you had a productive morning ... the only word I can use to describe that is A-Ma-Zing!
She groaned, not wanting to get out of the bed and only doing so because her bladder was entirely too insistent. "Fine fine fine," she grumbled and crawled out of the bed. Her eyes were puffy and her hair was a total mess from rooting around. "I cannot hook up that webcam looking like this. I'm like the frickin' bride of Frankenstein." A good shower helped wake her up as well as a couple of cups of coffee. She started the archaic process of curling her hair and applying makeup in the hopes she'd look halfway presentable.
Slipping on her blue jeans and a light blue button-down blouse, she trapised over to the computer and turned it on. The message popped up and she smiled that he'd already sent a note ... and ... oh my ... mail. Wisely she sat down before clicking the link and sat there a bit awe struck. "So that's how that thingie works," she muttered about the ring and then she sat there quietly, swallowing and trying to moisten her mouth. "He shot all the way up to his chest! Good lord ..." It was a little while later, and a few rewinds to boot, before she popped in as available.
Good morning handsome. I see you had a productive morning ... the only word I can use to describe that is A-Ma-Zing!