Cooking with My Boss
My boss had been in one of her moods that day. She ran a small retail store and thought she was queen of the world. I knew she had been irritated when she saw me talking to the girls. Her name is Annie, and I would guess she is about 37, ten years my senior. I have to admit she's attractive, though it annoys me to do so. She's taller. Her hair is cropped short on the sides, longer and tinted red on the top. It comes down in perfectly straight layers to just above her pretty brown...