text: I think about my boss allot.If you saw him you would probably not believe me.I have a thing for authority and the position that he is in gives him the right to call me on bad things.I love getting in trouble because it gives me his undivided attention and emotions run high.I recently caught him checking the tan lines my g left on my hips when I was reaching for a book on a high shelf.When I turned to go back to work I bumped into him and a button popped off the tight shirt I was wearing.As I walked back to my desk I felt my skin flush.So yeah,I think about making it with my boss.We don't work together do we?