On casual Fridays my productivity drops by half. Not because it is casual, or Friday for that matter. It is because of the case of the white t-shirt.
My current workplace is plagued by a boringness that is only counterbalanced by two hot guys that deal within our premises.
One of these hunks has the habit of wearing a white t-shirt on casual days.

My issue with it is that I can see through the white fabric and there is a tantalising tattoo on his back.
He is strong, one of those that go to the gym every day, when he open his arms I feel like sighing like a besotted teenager. My imagination goes much farther than a teenager’s though.
I feel like getting a pair of scissors, cutting a hole on the shirt to see the design on the man’s back, and then lick it. Don’t ask me why I don’t want to remove the whole shirt, or why lick it. Only my twisted mind knows.
And that explains why my concentration levels are so low on Fridays and I salivate a lot.

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