The office kitchen area is near my desk and my Office Crush walked over to it, from which I could hear the sounds of her squeezing out some mustard or mayo or whatever to apply to a sandwich. The sounds from the plastic bottle were QUITE queefy; I was tempted to say, through the wall of my cubicle, "Hey, are you playing with your pussy?"
Je Regret: I didn't say a word.
Some other regrets HERE.
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