Although being a standing lamp is easy, I have been standing behind Jamie for about almost three hours, in high heels.
Never knew the session needed me on my feet when he called me inside. Does all the secretary have to stand in these shoes all day long?
How long should I stand? For the rest of my days in Minerva? God. The shoes are killing me. My legs are numb and my feet are hurt...
Oh I know, how about we do some stretching? Stretching sounds like a good idea, it might help if I move and adjust a little. Or maybe, even cleverer, I shall take off my shoes without Jamie knowing it. He is drinking his ristretto with his back facing me anyway, he won’t realize.
Can’t believe I figured it out. I am a geniu
“This is ridiculous. Get up.” impatiently, he orders, “Go get some rugs or just go get the janitor to clean this up.” I turn slightly stunned at his words, “Really?” I don't have to lick the floor anymore? But, “What about you? Your face and shirt are all messed up…” Looking at himself, Jamie gives another long sigh, “It's no big deal.” unexpectedly, he chooses to spare me, “I have some spare clothes in the bathroom. I can take a quick bath.” he said. Thanks, God. Thanks, Jamie. I promise not to dip my high heels in your coffee ever again. EVER. Seeing Jamie standing up from the chair and walking towards his private bathroom, thinking that maybe I can help, I follow him at the back.
It has been twenty minutes since I messed up the office. I have completely cleaned the office up and put all the rugs away. I dry the wet documents too with a hair dryer I borrow from Mila.Don’t ask me why she brings a hair dryer to work, because you will never know women, hah.To compensate him, I ran to the pantry and made him a new cup of coffee. Although it is not the ristretto he loves, it smells good enough for me. I hope he will feel pleased when he drinks it.Not long after I have settled everything down, Jamie is finally done with his bath.After Jamie is done with his bath, he comes out of the bathroom with a set of clean clothes.He wears
The sky is gradually turning dark. The sensor lights have turned themselves on.The shorter hand of the clock just strikes seven and the longer one strikes twelve. Jamie has yet to plan to go home.Though I hope he will go home soon, because I am kind of in an emergency right now. My bladder is so full that it is stimulating my nerves, and it is causing me a reflex erection!This silky pantie can’t be any help to hold my bulge!I didn’t even drink that much water since I started to stand here, why would I feel like peeing so badly?I promised to be a good standing lamp. I haven’t been talking much since the last conversation we had regardi
Just when I am feeling satisfied about myself, I turn around and walk out of the bathroom with a confident smile. While just by the moment when I step across the door of the bathroom, I see a man standing right in front of me staring straight at me. “AH!” oh crap! My deep man's voice elapsed my lips before I could notice! I quickly clear my throat and repeat my last words in a high pitch voice, “I-I mean, ahh!” After seeing me jump, the man’s face turns blank, he stretches his arms out and waves his palms in front of his chest. “I am truly sorry, madame! I promise I never meant to startle you!” in a nervou
After the conversation concerning Justin Shaw comes to an end, I figure that I should bring the mug that I am still holding in my hands to the pantry and wash it up. Hence, after I shake the mug in my hand trying to hint Jamie about the mug washing, I walk to the doors. While just when I place my hand on the cold door knob, Jamie suddenly calls upon me. “Chandelier.” With my hand remaining on the door knob, I turn my head back to him, “Yes, Jamie?” I asked. He puts his pen down too, he asks, “Do you have plans tonight?” Do I have plans tonight? I take a short while to ponder. I pl
Time is quarter past eight at night when the stars gaze in the dark blue sky, and lights on the streets lighten up the way for the people. Maybe you won’t believe it, because I don’t——I am currently sitting at one of the tables leaning against the glass curtain in an Italian cuisine named Paradiso di Figaro, located on the seventy-first floor of a building situated near to the DuSable Bridge. Paradiso di Figaro is owned by a friend of Jamie——Figaro Lombardo, the head chef. I have heard of this restaurant being the most expensive yet popular restaurant in Michigan Avenue, for being one of the restaurants with the most beautiful 360 degree view observation deck throughout the floor. The view is mesmerizing. However, tonight I find it empty here. I figure Jamie might have
After having that dinner with Jamie, Jamie returns to his place on his own. Victor starts his car and fetches me up at the entrance. Just as I enter his car, I remove my wig and turn to Victor who is staring at me with an excited face. “How's the date?” he asked. I pout, “It seems like it is not considered as a date, but…” I then put up a smile, “He is trying to keep me by his side.” As Victor hears me, he immediately picks two cans of Jack Daniel’s Whiskey and Seltzer up from the cup holder. He hands one to me. With a bright smile, he opens his drink, “Cheers.” cheered Victor, “To Henrietta.”
“There you are!” The strange girl walks straight towards me and grips my wrist, pulling my hand away from Bobby's. Out of surprise, Bobby let my hand slip off. “I was waiting for you right across the street! It seems like I’ve gotten to the wrong place!” The girl's action draws me out of disappointment, yet her words make me hesitate for a moment. Why is she grabbing my hand? Why did she talk like she was waiting for me to go somewhere together? Who is she? Do I know her? Has she mistaken me for her friend? Because if she has, I swear I can be her very best friend of her life for the following few minutes.
After a few minutes travelling in my red Lexus LS 500, Jamie and I finally arrived at our destination. After Jamie gets out of the car, I pick up a red velvet box from the glove box and put it in my coat. I then catch her up from behind. It is a big house built next to the beach. The house is fully furnished and renovated. It is ready for people to move in and live in it. I am the architect who designed and built the house, however I haven’t decided what to name it yet. Well, anyway… I first bring Jamie through the garden on the beach, I open the door with the key and we enter the house.
The time is five in the evening. I am back in the office building, sitting on the couch, waiting for the interview session to start in approximately half to one and hour.I grab my phone out and check my messages again.I had made a few calls to Jamie through various ways, she never answered the phone, and now, there is still no sign of Jamie.Weimar is seven hours ahead of Chicago, which means it is twelve at midnight at where Jamie is.It is already the next day in Weimar, and that makes this the second day I lost the sign of Jamie.Weird… This is weird.Jamie never leaves me hanging for m
April 2023. Two years later. It is spring in Chicago again, a time when the florals come back to life again, well so do the people. The warm breeze brings the voile curtains up, allowing the morning sunlight to shower on my white bed through the French windows. That is when I am woken up by the sound of this hectic city. I stand on my balcony in my robe, yawning and stretching my body at the same time. “Good morning, Chicago.” I take a glance at the scenery of the city from the top of this building, I see people and vehicles all over the streets, everyone is ready for work and vac
June, 2021.It had been almost one month since the accidents happened.I was discharged from the hospital, rested at home for a few days, took some medicine, did some simple rehabilitation practice… I am almost fully recovered.The news reported that Melonie Myers was brought into custody by the local police. The police told me that I no longer need to worry about stepping out of my house.Also, it is Wednesday morning, a regular working day for me.And so, I am now back to work at Minerva, no longer as the CEO’s secretary, but as the CEO and the owner of Minerva; no longer in skirt and lipstick, but in suit and tie.
Air flow, machines, birds chirping, and a woman sobbing… Those are the first things that come into my ear when I gradually return to my consciousness.They sound really vague at first, but turn louder after as I slowly open my eyes too.There, I find myself in a ward bed. My face is covered with an oxygen mask. My arms are surrounded by tubes and wires.And, I see someone burying her head in the bed, holding my hand tightly in hers.“I’ve lost our baby… I can’t lose you too, Henry… Please wake up...” she sobbed.Slowly, I raise my other hand, and lay it on her head. I caress her gently, stroking her hair th
Assuming that it must be Mr. Hurlock behind the door, I unlock the door and open it without peeking through the cateye.I ask as soon as I open the door, “Yes, Mr. Hurlock? Did you forget someth-”However, just when the door is fully opened, the face of the person standing in front of the door is revealed in front of me.It is a lady in black attire, with a bike helmet on her head, her black hair draped over her shoulder, and she holds a knife in her hand.It isn’t Mr. Hurlock, it is...“Hi there, Henry.”“Melonie Myers…”
It is almost midnight when I sit in my living room alone, waiting for Jamie’s butler to show up. It is always a quiet night like this that makes people feel lonely, isn’t it? Tears ooze out of my eyes abruptly, they trickle down my face one after another. No matter how many times I wipe them off, no matter how hard I try to stop myself from crying, my tears just won’t stop. I cover my face with my palms to cover my sound, I sob as quietly as I can, not hoping to wake Jamie up. I try to stop myself by clearing my head, yet every quiet moment like this keeps reminding me of the fact that we’ve just lost our child. Our dear child… If you can hear us,
The accident and our loss hasn’t been too kind on us, especially for Jamie. The impact of losing our child hits her heart and mental condition so badly. She had been crying for days, she didn’t eat much. She fainted a few times. She became so tired and weak, that the doctor kept her in the hospital for another few days.Tonight, Jamie is just sitting on the bed, sometimes leaning on my shoulder, imagining how different our life would be if everything never happened, how our life would be if we hadn’t lost our child.What gender will it be? Will it be a little princess? How heavy will she weigh when she is born? Will she look more like Jamie or me? What name will we name her? How will we celebrate her first birthday? How excited will we be when she says her first word or takes her first step? Will she first say mommy
“Jamie…”Not knowing how much time has passed, I gradually woke up when I heard myself mumbling.I first feel my senses are unblocked, just like when one who sinks in the ocean for a long time gets back up from the water.The next thing I feel... is my body covered in pain, especially my head.“Umm…”Holding the pain back, slowly, I try to open my eyes.It is the moment when I open my eyes again, bright light seeps into my eyes. I squint into the light, my eyes take quite a while to adapt to the light.