Lesbian Pulp Fiction. Katherine Forrest V.

she had just said something especially toothsome.

      Meanwhile, the phones were ringing like crazy and I was trying desperately to get him to answer a few calls. Some of them were real important business calls but Happy didn’t seem to care. He just went on talking and twitching.

      I had my hands full with the phones until about one o’clock when things quieted down. That was the first chance I had had to look at the work Judy had given me to do. It was time for me to go out to lunch but I decided to have a sandwich sent up. I wanted to be fair, coming into work two hours late was enough, I’d make up the time by working through my lunch-hour.