Asad kissed my neck and moaned , making sweet vibrations in my neck. Pure pleasure approached me , but regret was walking behind it. I know me and Michael broke up , but I still felt some way about him. I gently pushed Asad off "Am I doing something wrong?" He concerned , my head hung "No. It's not that I don't want to have sex with you. Trust me , I do. But I'm not sure if I want to go this route." I shamefully said. Asad lifted my head "I know how wewe feel. wewe don't have to be ashamed of that." He understood me. My naked body hugged his half naked temple "You are so understanding. I bet she is going to be lucky to have a man like you." I alisema as he hung his head "Too bad that 'she' is not here anymore." He alisema depressingly. It was like we understood each other perfectly. Asad was lonely , I was too and then we met. I told him "Me and my boyfriend just broke up. And now I'm not sure if I want to find another one. So can we be friends." Asad nodded "Yes. I would upendo that." He smiled then kissed my cheek. Asad stayed with me. I put on some clothes and slept with him on the kitanda "Thank wewe for staying with me." I alisema as his hands softly caressed my cheek "For wewe , anything." Asad whispered. We slept peacefully into the night. I was so intrigued kwa Asad's kindness and loving. It was like meeting Michael again. I felt so in upendo with him. But there were some things that I wanted to know about him. Asad. A warm flush came through my body while he held me. I want him. I'm damn sure he wants me. But I still want to remain Marafiki with him.
The inayofuata siku , I left early to go to work while Asad was sleep. I left him some breakfast in the microwave. I drove to the job and wewe know what happened? I came in the job to see that I was late "What?! How can I be late?! I got up early today." I asked , agitated at the mere fact of the situation. Harold walked in "You're late because wewe came early. I sped up the clock so wewe could be late. You're supposed to be on time , at the right time." He alisema as I clenched my teeth in anger. This man was not playing around.

I sat at my dawati and started to set it up. I put a picture of me and Michael kwa my name tag with the picture facing me "Nice picture. Who's the hottie?" The lady in front of me alisema while examining the picture "That 'hottie' is a friend of mine." I turned it back around "Sorry. I'm just a squirrel trying to get a nut. That's all. Why wewe here?" She asked as I looked at her as if she was kidding "I'm here because I got a job here." I organized my drawers and dusted off the notebooks that were on the corner of my desk. Harold walked up to me "Can I see wewe in my office , Ms.Reed?" I got up from my kiti, kiti cha and walked to his office "Sit." He alisema as I did "Now I like wewe and I know wewe like me. But wewe need to do your work. wewe came here late on purpose just so I could take wewe in my office and 'punish' you. As much as I want to. I can't. So I'm sorry if I could not conquer wewe sexually." I looked at him astonished. Putting on an act for him. I bit the tip of my finger , uigizaji as if I did all he had alisema "Well I am kinda sad because I did want wewe to punish me. But now that wewe caught me in the act. I guess I should go." I alisema , playing the role of a whorish journalist. I crossed my legs and felt my thighs "You can go. If wewe stay too long. I might just punish wewe now." I walked out. I guess I'm a lucky fish. I got an obsessed boss now. I couldn't be that attractive. Really?
I sat in my dawati thinking about how the rest of my siku will go.