The Magic Box, Wednesday
Wednesday, October 15th, 2014 08:50 amElsa was maybe the slightest bit distracted at work today. Oh, she was still getting the job done, putting out new stock on the herbs shelf, dusting around the crystals, that sort of thing. But occasionally she'd catch a glance of herself in a reflective surface, start just a little, and have to pause to stare.
She was wearing jeans again this week, for Lady Ghanima's class, and this week, in a fit of daring, she hadn't brought a change of clothes along for afterward.
She hadn't decided just what to make of what she was seeing, yet.
Hips. She was seeing quite a lot in the way of hips.
They were a little distracting.
[Open, OCD-free!]
She was wearing jeans again this week, for Lady Ghanima's class, and this week, in a fit of daring, she hadn't brought a change of clothes along for afterward.
She hadn't decided just what to make of what she was seeing, yet.
Hips. She was seeing quite a lot in the way of hips.
They were a little distracting.
[Open, OCD-free!]