Diary of an Unorthadox Pedophile

I swear to fucking god she's teasing me with her v-neck sweaters and skin tight jeans. Ever since I gave them up, Cherokee has been wearing those glasses. They look good on her. They make her eyes even bigger than they already were. She's been strutting around like she runs this show, just like before, but she doesn't have as bad an attitude towards me. I think with that simple talk we had a few days ago, I earned her trust. Maybe not, because she doesn't seem like the type of person who trusts easily. Still, I can't help but feel flattered. Anyways, I have to wrap this up. Lunch break is almost over, so I have to finish up this cigarette. If they catch me smoking on the property they'll probably fire me.