(L, here is your story, or at least, the beginning of it)
he walked into my office, smelling like sunshine and forgotten dreams. instantly distracted, i noticed him - a beautiful young thing with perfect teeth and a killer smile. he didn't even have to utter a word - i offered him everything i could afford to give.
there is nothing as fantastic as a great smile punctuated by two deep dimples on either side, and framed by a nearly symmetrical face.
the next time he walked into my office, i made sure i could actually keep my grasp on the english language, and offered him a training position. it was, after all, the reason he walked through that door the first time.
this time, need to keep my mind above the table, and quite possibly my hands too.