Nosy,
I had scar reduction surgery. Like a decade ago.
We are not enemies.
Enemies implies that we’re in competition and one of us has to lose in order for the other to win. Only fools take on opponents they can’t possibly best. I’d rather have my facial wound permanently back than be in competition with you.
Bowing Out of This Battle
Bowing Out,
Too bad. The way I remember it, you could land one hell of a slap.
Sometimes It Still Burns
Burning,
Glad you remember it.
Next time you corner me against a wall, I’ll have to take a practice shot. See if I’ve still got it.
Slap Happy
Happy,
I imagine you do. And I have no intention of cornering you.
The only way our lips will ever meet again is if you can’t restrain yourself from kissing me. If that’s the case, I may kiss you back. Fair warning. That level of desire would be hard to pass up. If you want me that bad, I may cave.
Playing Fair
Playing,
Since we’re off the record, I will speak freely. I want you even less than I want a friend of my roommate’s who gets planter warts on his feet at a gentlemen’s bathhouse that he goes to. I helped him treat them once and it was gnarly. Also, he has bad breath and whines a lot.
Anyway, I don’t kiss my employers.
But perhaps you could fire me, then pick me up at a bar, take me back to your hotel and screw me while we make a tape of it. Maybe I’ll bring a girlfriend along. I’ve always wanted to make a sex tape. You can show me the ropes.
I imagine you look good naked.
I promise, I do too.
How far do you really want to take this battle?
Maybe I can win after all.
Over This Conversation
Over This,
Perhaps we should limit our interactions to work related conversations.
Spider2008
Spider2008,
Done.
