07/22/21 Snippet, DEEP IN THE HEART OF SEX FISH.

Second date! (They should have had one.)


After the first month, things were going fine. Heck, they were just about perfect, or so I thought. I had been worried about passing the CPA test, but I absolutely aced it on the first try. Was it because of how confident I was feeling? Probably.

I was definitely feeling better, too: my apartment building had a gym, and I was finding myself getting in some exercise time a few times a week. Turns out it’s easier to keep working out than it is to start working out. Go figure. Between that, Trawlr girls (mostly the Trawlr girls), and me just feeling better in general, I was now sleeping like a rock at night, too.

Work was a breeze, everything was squared away, I was totally in the groove. It was all moving along nicely. And then Emily dropped me another Hook, exactly four weeks after the first time. I was feeling pretty good about myself when I saw that; I even pretended to think about not Reeling Her In. Yeah, like I wasn’t going to see her again. Sure, the other Trawlr girls were great and fun, but she was vivid, you know what I mean?

Yeah, you probably don’t know what I mean.