That's he told me with his gesture: go to your place! He has asked to the director to give me back the money I've employed for the purchase of the star. Bitter. Despicable. Coward. Shrewd. Bristling. That's all you are.
My boss is gorgeus. He fancy me but I feel as though he considers me nothing more than a speaking piece of furniture. I'm not in love with him but I'd like have sex with him.