This is really bad of me... but if they offer massages...

[icarus]

Someone was singing the praises of the masseuse (they have someone here once a week), and it occurred to me... you know, never mind massages. I'd like sex. What if -?

Maybe I'd better not finish that thought.

Hee.




ETA: There is the minor problem of the glass walls in the conference room.

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[electricandroid.livejournal.com]

I second that.

I've just had a conversation of an hour in length with the best shag of my life. Who is OCCUPIED by a woman who does not shag him... ever. At all. Not even kissing at the moment.

I'm sure you can take the general gist from there.

Morals. They get you every time.

[mad_maudlin]

You know, sometimes I get the same idea when the university counseling center brings in pets from the Human Society.

No, I am not a furry. I just think that there's limits to the therapeutic value of a kitten. (Unfortunately.)

[jaig.livejournal.com]

Glass walls = chance of voyeurism, with mild showers. Ahem.

[wanderingscribe.livejournal.com]

Oh my.

Not that your thought isn't a valid (and lovely) one, but can you imagine the uproar? That poor masseuse would be *swamped* with work!

And glass? Ooh...your co-workers could whistle while he worked.

If I've perved a little too much, feel free to stop me. I'm just inexplicably filthy minded today.