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    The boss? She’s my boss? Oh what if she doesn’t approve of my second job? I shook her hand and said, "I’m Bette Porter."

    "So Bette Porter such an amazing dancer as yourself," Tina said with an irresistible smile, "what are you doing welding?"

    "A girl needs to make a living," I said.

    Tina chuckled, "well you look, like what 18 or so? When I was your age I was busy running around trying to ‘find’ myself."

    "And how long did it take you to find yourself?" I asked with a flirtacious grin.

    "Five years," she said, "but that’s because I was high all the time."

    I couldn’t help but laugh, "are you talking about college?"

    Tina chuckled, "you caught that huh?"

    I laughed and said, "so you found yourself after you graduated?"

    "Well I kinda had to run this place so," Tina said standing up. "You’re eating lunchables by the portable office, why don’t you come have lunch with me?"

    I smiled politely and said, "I’ve already finished eating."

    "Alright dinner?" Tina said.

    I sighed deeply, I really really wanted to, but I made a personal rule to never date my bosses. "Sorry boss, I don’t go out with my bosses."

    "Not even a snack?" Tina said.

    I laughed and stood up. "My break’s over."

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    "HAHAHA!" Dana howled passing me the joint. I brought it to my lips and inhaled deeply.

    "Ahh," I said passing the joint to Shane, "good shit."

    "So, tell me again why you said no to your boss?" Shane said puffing on the joint and handing it to Lara.

    "She came to see you tonight," Lara said taking a drag.

    "She’s very pretty Bette," Dana said.

    "I think it’s better if I don’t date my boss," I said, "I mean if we break up I lose my job."

    "If she’s the one," Dana said taking a drag, "you’ll miss your chance cause you’re too chicken."

    "No! Not chicken!" I argued taking a drag.

    Shane took the joint from me, "I say this is the same shit you did last time you went to the academy."

    "What? No! I went to the admissions office and the secretary said I needed to write all my years of study and education," I said, "I don’t have any experience whatsoever! What am I gonna say? I dance nights at a risqué bisexual bar?"

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