Watching Me Watching You Strange Relationship Ve
Tuesday; the morning after the lunch before. I’m still tingling from my encounter with my boyfriend’s son, but thankfully it’s balanced by the headache that the same encounter also left me with. What I really needed was a nice quiet day at work, I had a hundred simple tasks that I could do that would take my mind off everything. The last thing I needed was to get an email from Ben.It said simply this:Log into the instant chat messenger.Not even signed. I knew it was from him of course, not...