r a person to judge a person because of their ethnical background. I love them rich or poor. I love them black or white as long as their manhood was as large as his feet. Sometimes even a bad boy o

ing at the entrance to pink slip all those were late. I decided to ignore him and walk pass him and he decided to stop me holding his finger in front. He said "excuse madam you are not dress appropriately for work!" I was like whatever in my mind. I responded "This is how I dress all the time for work." He indicated that as long as the boss left him in charge thats the final answer. He asked me to kindly lear and change my attire. "I said No!" Very firm to him. But deeply inside I was laughing because I new he wanted to touch me but he knew I was slap 👋 him. He said come Mr. Lexington is here lets see who laugh last. I was stunned and shock because I didn't want him to see me dress this way. I didn't want him to get the wrong idea, I don't sleep around; I barely flirt. Oh! My god! Look what my anger caused me now. We arrived Mr. Lexington's office and his secretary asked me to please sit while she rolled her oversize eyes at me. I ignored her because I knew even on my bad day she couldn't look as good. He cane back out, you can go in now. He had this huge of victory on his face. When I notice he was leaving I stopped him. "Excuse me aren't you coming!" He replied "Go Ms!" Oh my God! My hands were sweating. I was so nervous because I didn't want to be fired because of this, not this way. When I reached his desk he was sitting at the edge with his hands resting on his legs. He looked so good. His pin stripped suit and his pointed shoes. His hair perfectly place. He showed me the chair of choice he wanted me to sit. I was about to start to explain. He stopped me raising his hand. I got even more nervous now. I said please! He said "Stop! Don't make it any worse." If wanted throw up 🤢 now because I knew it was coming. He walked towards his window with his h