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The Recruiter, part II

Part two...

I stumbled out of bed, made my way to the bathroom and flicked on the light. I was hung over from the copious amounts of Spanish tempranillo I had indulged in while chatting on the phone with a friend the night before. I looked at myself and smiled as I lightly ran my finger over the bruised bite mark on my neck. It was a sweet reminder of the euphoric few days that I had spent with...Read On

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The Recruiter

I met this older man, about fifty or so, on an oil company recruiting field trip for graduate students. He was a recruiter and I was a prospective hire. I thought that he was cute…not exactly hot, just cute. He had the most amazing eyes, a dark blue-green; I had never seen eyes quite like them before. He was about six feet tall, medium-build, with dark hair, black-framed rectangular...Read On