Fly on the Wall

I was perusing the web and found a girl doing herself in her office at work. There was a woman I had a bizarre relationship(?) with at the City. She had told me she had F'ed herself at her desk on a saturday. Man, would I have liked to have seen that. Why, I ask myself? I think it was because I was often on such an intimate level with the Buildings in the City. I was often alone and they would allude to their secrets. You knew in the 1/2 century plus, there had been sex in those hallowed halls, but rumor aside, if I didn't see it, or hear it from someone who participated, it didn't happen.

I so wish I had been a fly on the wall watching Karen Little on that quiet Saturday.