MISS BORDEAUX
I stepped out through the glass doors of my workplace, ready to go home. It was such a honor to be working for the second biggest company in the country.
Also, with a boss like mine, it was an absolute dream come true. Mr Johnson was such a wonderful sight for good eyes, though it was a bumper he was married.
Well, at least, I got to admire from afar. He wasn't the type to chase after women. And he respected the company's rules of no office romance.
I hailed a taxi. A young graduate like myself from the trailer knew better than to wish for something she had no right wishing for.
Mr Johnson treated me nice like every other staff under him. He paid us well and when I attended trips with him, I sure did have fun but he never made any advances.
Sure he would t
