With her popularity crossing over color-lines, celebrated novelist, LiNCOLN PARK and her prolific parables of modern, Africentric fiction episodes are being heralded by a mounting faction of mainstream literati. THE BREVITY OF THE SELVES is Park's second, sensational work!
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She was gumptious and determined to make something out of this job; no matter how many times there was a rub on her shoulder, a pat on her ass or an 'accidental' brush across her nipples from Fred, the boss; or from any of the other men in the office.
That being said, she was still, pretty reluctant to use the central, solitary, computer workstation in the office. Her problem was, that in order to have places to show clients, she needed to generate a computer search for eligible apartments in Contempo's database . But -- as sure as the day was long – Candace knew that at least one of the men in the office would find a way to move his erection ever-so-slightly across her ass; as soon as she tiptoed to reach the elevated, computer keyboard and monitor.
I ain't even gonna turn around, she thought. I already know that the pencil-dick rubbing on my butt cheek right now is my scumbag boss, Fred. Besides – if I cry on the keypad, my makeup will drip on the computer and jam the keys. I guess there's a bright side to this though... half the bitches in this office couldn't get a man's dick hard if they applied paste over it and let it dry under a hi-speed fan!
Candace laughed aloud for no apparent reason. Other agents and clerks in the office were suffering from their own, telltale symptoms of cerebral menopause; so they didn't pay her outburst much mind.