The stupid geeks were having a problem getting the mainframe job to run, something about a misplaced "DD" statement, whatever that meant.She nibbled on her salad and sipped on her coffee while she tapped her fingers on her desk. The office was empty except for her and one of those computer geeks. She wasn't sure what his name was but she didn't care for him anyway.She knew that she was hot; every other guy in the office had come on to her more than once. And she enjoyed it immensely to reply with a stinging put-down. However, that guy had never given her the pleasure. He never even seemed to notice her. Even today, when she was wearing her short denim skirt and sheer white blouse that you cold almost make out her nipples through, he always looked right past her whenever they passed in the corridor. She had begun to think he was gay or something, but she had seen him plenty of times in the company cafeteria having lunch with different women-- plain, average, ordinary looking women at. ..I love you..." I love you too," she cooed, reassuringly. "Now get back into bed. I?ll bring the bedpan over to you and you can stay there until you feel strong enough to get up. I?ll even put aside some liquids for you before I leave."I crawled my way back to bed and cuddled up. Chills ran down my spine at first and then hot flashes ceased me. I found I couldn?t get comfortable. Mary came in carrying a glass of juice and the bedpan. "Now, just get lots of sleep. I?m sorry I have to go..." Just get out of here...,"I growled. "Leave me alone..." I called your work and told them you were sick. I?m sorry I can?t stay ...I... guess I?ll...See you in ten days or so...," she offered as she walked out the door, grabbed her keys, and left for Philadelphia.I just lay there in agony. The whole world seemed to be spinning. Nausea overtook me. I moved my hand down to my stomach. The little bald spot felt like it had grown. The hair around my navel...and the rest of my stomach...was gone. Smooth.
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