Minnie anxiously arrived at work on Monday, it was her first month as the Assistant Coordinator Supervisor to the Executive Assistant Head of Supervising who reported to the Tier One Head of Supervising. She went through her daily routine arranging her desk so everything was in its place.  She often pictured the cleaning people carelessly moving her things as they dusted her desk. This made her secretly furious as she pulled her ruler out of the desk drawer and measured where everything was supposed to go in relation to the center of her desk.  After 2 hours of measuring the placement of her stapler, tape dispenser, pencil holder and framed picture of her boyfriend, Mark, things were perfect.  She thought of Mark constantly, she was so happy she found someone who appreciated order and perfection as much as she did. Mark was even more conscientious of things being in their place and would often anguish about what might be out of order.  Many nights the couple spent hours agonizing about the perfect place on the wall for a new picture or the placement of a new chair. Sometimes it would turn into an ugly argument followed by the silent treatment, little to no foreplay and then doggy style positioned make up sex.   

Mark was fond of Minnie wearing scarves and as a result bought her a number of them which she wore almost everyday to please him. In the morning after Mark carefully selected his suit, tie, socks, and shoes he would peruse Minnie and her scarf choice for the day. She owned a book titled 121 Ways to Wear a Scarf and would try to mix things up every once in a while with the style in which she wore them. This would sometimes result in an argument with Mark if he did not like how she was wearing her scarf that day. He would text her throughout the day with “scarf status” in the subject line and she usually complied with his wishes to please him. Mark was very fond of texting her even when they were in the same room. The words status, situation and code red were often used in the subject line of their messages. Mark was fond of silence in his home and felt texting was the perfect form of communication. In the evenings he would text Minnie beginning with the subject of “dinner status”. If he did not get a response within a 9 minute time frame he would follow up with an additional text with the subject “dinner situation”. Minnie knew if he had to follow up with a “code red” because she took too long to respond there would be an argument followed by little to no foreplay and then reverse cowgirl positioned make up sex. One evening after a long day filled with asking her subordinates if they were busy, creating pointless meetings to review their progress and responding to Mark’s text messages, Minnie started to feel ill.  She could not get over how bad her stomach felt and for some strange reason she felt compelled to mess stuff up. She started with her hair, she took the hair pins out of her perfect French twist letting her long auburn hair go free, she then took off her scarf and proceeded to place it in the electric shredder.  She then called all of her subordinates and apologized for being an anal retentive, micro-managing whore. Many people thought she had lost her mind but found her refreshing. Later that evening she received Mark’s daily text regarding “dinner status”. She responded 27 minutes later saying “U can stick ur dinner status up ur tightly clenched ass hole”.  Mark scampered into the kitchen alarmed at Minnie’s choice of words. He furiously sent his response via text message as he stood in the door way of the kitchen looking at her, “M, I hope u know this means code red!”  Minnie responded with “M, I hope U know this means, if U R planning on make up sex tonight, there will be a lot of making out followed by more than one position, I’m sick of looking at the wall when we do it!” She thought his head would explode at that moment but instead he grabbed her and then responded via text with his other hand “M, I’ve never been so turned on before, I want 2 take you here on the kitchen floor bare assed!”

He kissed her passionately and then she responded via text “Take me M, f&*k me messy!” With that Mark tossed his black berry over his shoulder hearing it shatter as it landed on the floor. Minnie threw her black berry out of the kitchen window. The two made love that night like two sex starved farm animals, trying several different positions and in many different places.  They managed to move the furniture and pictures out of place with the vibrations of their love making.  Eventually the police were called because of the noise. After they promised to keep things down, the police let them off the hook with a warning. After that night they got matching tattoos that spelled just relax in Sanskrit and decided to move to the Canary Islands to become Latin ballroom dancing teachers. 

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