My Fantasy. Part 6

"Sorry," I said. "It's just, I really hate my job but I can't afford to quit without something else. This last run of mandatory overtime nearly killed me. I tried to get an office job when I started but they only had factory work and well, I needed a job. I was promised the first opening, but that didn't happen."

"What do you mean?" he asked and I could tell I had his attention.

"This isn't the first office position that's opened up, it's the third. The last two went to gals who ... well ... I can't prove it mind you, but I'm pretty sure they fucked their way out of the factory. At least, that's the rumor I've heard. So when I put my name in for this one, and once again didn't get an interview, I figured it had to be true."

"Until you found out otherwise."

"Yeah. I'm sure I pissed off a few sluts."

Eric laughed. "I'm sure you did, too."

"Okay, so how did you know about my fantasies?"

"Easy, Jimmy came over one night after your breakup and pr