I go to the fridge and close the door; before she can eat my food I deserve an explanation."What the fuck happened to you Stephanie? You are a complet... mess.” I try to look her in the eyes but she just staggers over to the cookie jar and takes a handful of sugar cookies. I tilt my head and furrow my eyebrows. She usually hates her mother's cookies. She looks at me and I can tell she knows what I'm thinking."I know, I know. These cookies usually taste like shit. But I need to get the taste of. Her white button down blouse had the top two buttons suggestively unfastened and provided an ample view of her bust line. Her black skirt was a bit on the short side, but covered what needed to be covered. Joy did a little step and turned to tease me. “I’m guessing about five foot,” Joy remarked, proffering a smile. “Good things come in small packages.” “Yes they do,” I replied. Joy reclaimed her seat behind the reception desk. “Maybe one day,” Joy remarked, “We can have lunch.” It was an. More

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