That wasn't exactly the best idea of the week: my friends want to celebrate with me, although there is an important meeting tomorrow. But I let myself be persuaded to do something to my chagrin. I partied with them all night. And for me it was still 'if you can celebrate, you can also work the next day'. So now I'm standing in front of my boss, much too late of course, but also willing to make up for it. I already noticed that he stares greedily at my nylons when I bend down .. so he should benefit from it this time, if I have to come to terms with him anyway. Of course he gets involved, who can resist me. I think it's totally awesome that he ends up fucking my hold-up nylons, I didn't even have to owe him anything for that. But thank God he doesn't know that! Would you have been satisfied with my apology too?