Tracy Wilson

How Far Are You Willing To Go? PG 1 Tracy Wilson

"Your offer stands? I wish your mattress stood like your offer - then maybe we wouldn't be spending Saturday morning in this fuckin' office..." Bernice's eyes damn nearly popped out of her head along with Tyler's and Jordan's. "Miss Robertson, please," Gordon interjected. "Please what? Huh?" I got so close to that man Jordan and Tyler stood up at the same time. Jordan put his hand on my shoulder and Tyler sat back down. I remained standing, but I was nowhere through... "Please what?!" I got even louder. "Please forget that I could've broken my back? Please forget that the hotel staff and paramedics saw me sprawled out ass out? Please forget that I got a permanent fuckin' scar on my forehead? Is that what you want me to do? Huh? You want me to pretend I don't have the fuckin' cast on my foot? Huh?"