Chapter 8 by wicker

does she keep going?

NO

Foggy took Karen by the shoulders and ushered her out. "Let me go! I need Matt to see me nude!"

"Matt can't see you!" said Foggy. He ushered her out and down the hall into the women's room.

Karen looked around. She pulled the jacket close. "Oh god, what did I do?"

Foggy sighed. "You went nuts in there. You stripped nude and said you needed Matt to see you."

"But Matt's blind," said Karen. She knew Matt was blind, but why did she insist he see her naked? She leaned against the sink. "What happened to me?"

"Look, stay here, and I'll get your clothes," said Foggy. "Try to collect your thoughts. Maybe you should take a day off. You've been working 12 hour days all week."

"Maybe," said Karen. She put her head in her hands.

Foggy left.

Karen turned around and looked at herself in the mirror. "Matt's blind, you moron! What were you thinking?" She could not believe she needed Matt, or any man for that matter to see her naked and that she had stripped in the office in front of her coworkers and some clients.

Foggy came in and gave Karen her clothes. "So going to take some time off?"

"No, I think I'm better now. I hope Matt can forgive me."

"You know Matt, it's in his DNA. Good Catholic boy that he is."

He left, and Karen got dressed. After she was dressed, she looked at herself in the mirror and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She took a deep breath and went back to the office. She walked in and saw Matt talking to the elderly couple.