Megan nodded. It was easy work. Every once in awhile, she would see a guy looming over her shoulder to get a peak at the new Maxim. While she found it amusing at first, it quickly wore thin. It nearly made her jealous, too. She wished guys would stare at her like that. While she realized she was no Elle Macpherson, it dismayed her that the only purpose she served was as an obstruction to their viewing pleasure; an object they had to look over to get a glance at their cover beauties.
Lunch break came and Megan was relieved. She sojourned to the fast food place and noted that Ted’s friend was markedly absent. With all that was going on, she hadn’t thought much about Ted lately. He probably hadn’t thought much about her either, seeing as how he had a girlfriend it all. No matter, Megan thought. I’m finally over him. In fact, she was going to enlist Sabrina’s help to try to find a guy sometime in the near future. And yet…over him or not, once he entered her mind, Ted simply would not leave. She owed him a call, at least.
Megan snuck off into the bathroom to check the condition of her diaper. She was relieved to find it dry. Maybe she wasn’t losing control after all. Then again, there had been plenty of proof to the contrary.