I want my Ben back. He is still Ben, but he is so drained by the work he is doing here. Not so much the work, more a couple of dweebs who being pondscum.
When Ben came home I did my whole amateur massage thing (I have no idea what I am doing but Ben seems to like it), rubbing his neck and shoulders. I had also cooked lamb for him. He loves lamb (it’s the Greek in him) and he told me it was beautifully cooked. But after dinner he said he wanted to have a nap. I went into our room an hour after he went to rest, and he was fast asleep.
That was four hours ago. I am going to go and join him in a moment. I wish I could walk into the office where the guys start off their work day with a team talk. I would go in there dressed a la sex siren so that everybody turned their heads. Then I would lay myself down on the desk in front of Ben. They would all see that I am his, and he is my superior in every way.
Maybe the jerks who are being more ape-like on this project that Ben has ever seen them before would understand that Ben deserves respect. If he can tame me, then he should be looked up to by his team. Most of his team do. I know that Ben is loved and esteemed. Just the two engineers who seem to have only just graduated from kindergarten are being weird. Their weirdness is stressing Ben out. One of them is winding Ben so much that he just wants to tell him to get on the next flight out of here. That would be serious though. Ben does not want to have to do that.
I am going to go and hold in in my arms. He is still in his jeans and a tee, and we need to get those clothes off him so he can sleep the night through comfortably. Ben is such a fine man. I wish he did not have to deal with crappy colleagues.