It’s Saturday night and I am sitting at my desk and undivided finishing work. I’d as soon sent a message to his boss, so I could still read some really racy gay erotic story. My boss is a really tough guy. He has no problem with the fact that I’m gay. We have a total of excellent working relationship, including long and unbound talks about my sexual orientation. I know that he can say anything about myself, and I know that it never turn against me. Jimi, so my boss called, is quite handsome, tall man with short brown hair and chiseled with a boyish face.