There is a long silence.
She's got this body, this accent, she's fucking beautiful! She thought it might be fun to.
I may actually have to fire her eventually, and it's terrible to say because she's done nothing wrong.
Jenny explains that they have gone out for the day and left her in charge of the house.
She leans in and starts pulling out various food items including a cucumber, a bag of carrots, and a pickle jar.
I think about her even when I'm having sex with my wife.