September 18, 2016:
The Dean's yummy teenage daughter chased me around our workspace for weeks complimenting my earring. She was blonde, hot, and one hundred percent available. She thought I was cute.
It was a no-go. Aside from statutory issues, I was in debt and in no position to lose a job.
We worked alone in a warehouse full of books.
Should have bent her over a table and fucked her senseless.
Next time.