I decided to keep my personal bubble after all. Anyone who really knows me would agree that I'm a very touchy girl. I don't mind walking hand in hand with a guy friend. I don't mind if my guy friends would hug me or kiss me. A beso is always welcome. I just don't give a shit...I mean, we both know we're friends right? Then why assume anything other than a simple means of showing our friendly affection to one another.
Same goes with my agents here in the office. I've grown fond of several of them. Some became really good friends. I didn't mind when one of them started to get way too touchy-feely with me. The hugs and the kisses I don't mind, as I've said. But the other day this particular agent greeted me in a different way. Instead of the usual hug and beso, he tilted my seat and kissed me smack on the lips. F*ck! And so I'm currently in hiding. I begged Papa Pao to keep the guy away from me. I don't feel like being around him. He has no license, actually, no guy has the license to kiss me on the lips! F*ck you!!!
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