being a good girl

"help me jason. i'm falling in love with my boss."
i've known colleen for some time now. "tell me about it." i said solemnly.
"jase, he's gorgeous. he's a cute american and I get red all over whenever i'm in front of him."
i said, "pierce brosnan look-alike?"
she said, "kinda. what should i do?"

i smiled and said, "first of all, congratulations!"
"for what? i feel dirty. sinful. evil to the bone. i don't like feeling this way. i'm a married woman!"
"congratulations because you're human. do you think married women don't get attracted to men other than their husbands?"

so i asked her, "do you see your boss in public places?"
she raised her voice, "of course not! i don't even dare to ride in the same car with him!"
"good girl. now, do you fantasize about him?"
"no"
i then asked my final question to her, the million dollar one. "when you dress up for work, do you find yourself dressing for mr. pierce brosnan?"
she said, "honestly, i get tempted to do that but i won't."

"coll, can i congratulate your husband right now? he's one lucky military!"
and she said the usual thank you. i gave her few recommendations. i told her to enlarge her husband's pic on her office desk. about five meters by nine meters. i also told her to show her boss that she's a happily married woman.

colleen went up for her class and we parted ways. i think she walked away happy that day. and so did i. i'm happy cuz she's going srtaight and all. that's cool.