Dream Weaver

He's never noticed me. I don't expect him to. I do my job, keep my head down, and mind my own business. But when he's not looking, I'm still looking at him, wanting him, fantasizing about him. He can't ever know, and I'm good at hiding the dirty, feral, forbidden thoughts that run through my mind day and night. I keep track of them all, just for me. My little black book holds each dream, fantasy, and desire I've had about Mason Williams. Too bad he's my boss and nothing can nor will ever happen.


I don't have time to date. I also don't have the patience for it. I'm the CEO and soon to be owner of this company. Come Valentine's Day, this whole place will be mine. I'll never take all the credit for my success, though. The people who work for me make me the man I am. Especially my assistant, Coraline. She's the best I've ever had. There when I need her, gone when I don't. She blends in to the office, quiet as a church mouse. I wonder if she's ever had an impure thought in her life. It's of no consequence to me. But she's always writing in that little black book. It's not my business, but it is sitting there on her desk, just outside my office, in my business. One little peek couldn't hurt ...