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May 29, 2006
Primacy
by Andrew A. Anissi
Masako crossed her legs. This time she caught a quick glance from the receptionist, who was obviously trying hard not to stare.
With a frown that would have been puppy dog cute if it wasn’t so menacing, Masako fixed the receptionist with a glare that said, “Don’t you dare look at me.”
The receptionist coughed and buried his head into his work. He coughed again a few seconds later when the clock struck 3:00 pm, and the therapist’s door opened.
“Good,” Masako thought. “I was getting bored playing with that peon.” Following the shrink into his office, Masako smiled and stuck her tongue out at the reception playfully as she swung her Hello Kitty bag over her shoulder and sauntered out of his pathetic life.
Posted by andrewanissi at May 29, 2006 03:22 PM