SIMON
Clutching his Brunello Cucinelli leather briefcase so tightly, he left Zoey blabbing in his office as he made his way to the Mercedes.
When it came to following traffic rules, Simon was neither here nor there. Today, he could be a law abiding citizen, and follow all of the rules. Tomorrow, he could be getting his d**k sucked while he drove recklessly.
Today, he drove like a madman that had nine lives. Even when his life flashed before his very eyes—he almost ran into a trailer, but swerved at the last minute. Simon didn't care. He just wanted to get home, and find out that Nancy was pulling his legs.
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Simon got home, and found out that Nancy was in fact not pulling his legs.
"I left him here. On the couch, sir. You can ask Rachel." Nurse Nancy explained as soo
