Christian Lisa

At the Hellmouth I worked with a gal who was a devout born again named Lisa. There being more than one Lisa at said Hellmouth, she then became known as Christian Lisa. Please keep in mind that I said she was born again, so she at one point led a totally different lifestyle. Anyway, Dave was in the break room with her one evening when Christian Lisa decided to vent a little too much. Dave was a hell of a great guy and just gorgeous. He looked a lot like Donal Logue and he was kind, well-mannered, and completely hilarious. He was also, at that point anyway, in a very committed relationship with a gal he deeply loved (although I often wondered why, or how). This all being said, Christian Lisa was feeling something quite common, but rarely discussed in the workplace, and that is sexual frustration. She said to Dave, and I quote, "I need to get fucked. I need to get fucked nasty." This was the point where Dave left the back room, came over to me in the café and damn near ordered me to take Christian Lisa outside for a cigarette break and not return until she was back to her old self. Dave just couldn't deal with Lisa's crazy bluntness. So I was the one who had to hear about her ex-bf who had a cock like Dillinger and a face like Harrison Ford in American Graffiti. The good Lord wanted her to see the light and follow His path, but she claimed it was more than she could handle on that given day. The question I still ponder is why would you leave a man with a face like Harrison Ford and a cock like Dillinger who could fuck you six ways to Sunday? Put it up there with the Tootsie Pop conundrum, I guess.