So I kind of hinted to Theresa about Nazir and his affairs. No one knows, not even M!ch#lle Alv#r#z, who may have dated that dog. She laughed. And I laughed.
“I’m a Catholic and I can do whatever I want!” I said out loud as we approached the workplace. I saw a couple of white women laughing from my left outdoors and another white guy looking up at me as Theresa and I walked up the stairs. I love clueless people left wondering!
Anyway, Theresa is conservative and simple and lives a normal life with her husband and three daughters. She didn’t like the fact that I was “loose as a goose” – a Catholic hypocrite as she put it. She is really sincere about her scam religion and prays her bum of a brother (who is around my age) becomes a priest.
To me, it’s all about free-will. If I didn’t do anything wrong, then everything’s alright. I feel no moral guilt with married men. I serve a purpose and enjoy the company of single men better. But I’m not much to look at or approachable either.
I even mocked to Theresa about getting down on my knees to repent for something that the boss initiated. She doesn’t get it. I’m not the marrying type. Maybe, I’m the bad influence on her.
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