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loneiysong
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- Joined
- Apr 13, 2012
Just another boring day in the office. And to make matters worse, the air conditioning somehow stopped working. So not only was it boring, it was stifling.
Sitting next to her window, she shut her eyes wishing the windows would open more than a few tiny inches. Damn people that jumped out the window. Standing up in her cubicle, she checked her watch. Lunchtime. Turning to grab her purse and jacket, she walked to the elevator and pushed the down button.
When the cool air hit her, Elena almost burst into tears of relief. She sighed feeling the beads of sweat on her forehead dissipate almost instantly. With a groan, leaning her head back against the cool brick of the building, she shut her eyes. When the feelings of nausea left, she began to walk down the street towards her favorite deli.
Elena was a very beautiful woman. She stood about 5'6 and was curvy in all the right places. Her long brown hair reached below her shoulders as her blue eyes looked around. Today she wore a grey cotton blouse and a black and soft pink houndstooth style skirt. Her heels made a rhythmic noise as she walked down the street. Her purse was on one shoulder and her coat was held in one arm.
Just another typical day.
Sitting next to her window, she shut her eyes wishing the windows would open more than a few tiny inches. Damn people that jumped out the window. Standing up in her cubicle, she checked her watch. Lunchtime. Turning to grab her purse and jacket, she walked to the elevator and pushed the down button.
When the cool air hit her, Elena almost burst into tears of relief. She sighed feeling the beads of sweat on her forehead dissipate almost instantly. With a groan, leaning her head back against the cool brick of the building, she shut her eyes. When the feelings of nausea left, she began to walk down the street towards her favorite deli.
Elena was a very beautiful woman. She stood about 5'6 and was curvy in all the right places. Her long brown hair reached below her shoulders as her blue eyes looked around. Today she wore a grey cotton blouse and a black and soft pink houndstooth style skirt. Her heels made a rhythmic noise as she walked down the street. Her purse was on one shoulder and her coat was held in one arm.
Just another typical day.