Friday, November 7, 2008

Nicole sat at her desk cruising around the internet. Her colleague Denise sat at her desk across the room, similarly engaged. Stopping at a site, Nicole started scanning down the screen. Slowly, she sat up, leaned towards the screen and read more thoroughly.

“Oh my God Denise, come look at this!” She called across the room.

Denise approached, looked at the screen and started reading over Nicole’s shoulder. “Hey, these are pretty good!”

The two girls were huddled around Nicole’s screen laughing when their bosses appeared in the doorway.

“What are you two up to?” Denise’s boss asked. “You’re giggling like schoolgirls caught looking at dirty pictures.”

The girls looked at each other and burst out laughing.

“Seriously, what are you looking at?” Nicole’s boss asked.

The girls looked at each other uncertainly. “I’m not sure that you really want to know boss.” Nicole answered.

“Come on Nic, spill.” He replied more intrigued by the moment.

“Well, the Sistahood has been MIA from their usual sites, so I was surfing around trying to see if I could find what they were up to.” She explained.

“And did you find them?” He asked already starting to dread the answer.

“Oh, yeah.” She grinned.

“So what are they doing? Comparing more hot Jonny pictures?” Denise’s boss asked laughing. Without looking at him Jon gave his wingman the finger – a long standing habit.

Nicole smiled. “Well, that’s always there, but now they’ve added something new….they’re writing stories.”

Jon frowned. “What kind of stories?” Nicole waved at the screen and moved out of her chair to let him sit down.

“What the hell?” He read quickly down the page, Richie reading over his shoulder. “A 444 year old vampire?”

“Remind me to quit telling you to bite me!” Richie laughed. “Wow, they really got it bad for you bro.”

“It’s not just Jon.” Denise informed him from her desk where she was reading more.

“Really? They’re doing me too?” He asked excited as he took over Denise’s computer.

The only sound in the room for awhile was the click of a mouse and the odd chuckle as the two men read.

Suddenly Richie laughed out loud. When everyone looked at him he explained. “‘Sambora broke the Sambuca.’ That’s funny. They think I’m funny.” He looked pleased.

Jon snorted. “If they only knew.”

Nicole had been watching her boss closely trying to read his reaction. “What do you think Jon?”

He covered one eye with his hand, but couldn’t resist peeking through his fingers. “I honestly don’t know whether to be flattered,……or scared…..very scared.”

Richie turned to Denise. “Get me the websites and passwords for these sites would ya?”

“You want to monitor this?” Denise asked, surprised.

“Well, yeah.” He answered. “I gotta know how the stories end!”