I’m seeing Kieran for a while tonight so I’m writing this in my lunch break. I found an old top what I’d never really worn before in a drawer. I think I bought it was a cardigan as it’s black with long sleeves and a zip right down the front, but it was too small to wear over anything else. Now that I’m feeling a bit more brave I can just wear it over bare skin and it fits perfectly! Plus I’ve lost a bit of blubber from the running and Pilates. What with a dark grey pencil skirt with a zip down the side I was feeling pretty damn slinky, although I did have to wear underwear since I put on tights. It would have been a great day for stockings too… just in case something happens with Kieran later.

Unlike start-up Tuesday, PR Thursday isn’t a very adventurous day. There are lots of nice people there, but most of them are women and they’re always running around being disorganised yet at the same time too important to do their receipts. I guess it keeps me in a job.

When I got back to the office in the afternoon Jo asked me how it was all going and did I mind being out of the office for a day and a half a week. I said I liked being out and she said good, because people liked me and I was good with clients. That made me feel all kinds of warm inside and made my cheeks glow again.

It was baking in our office too, but I couldn’t take my sweater off as I had literally nothing else underneath. I fantasised about it a bit, of course, and then went and tried to flirt with Matthew for a while. The problem was he didn’t know I wasn’t wearing anything underneath so it was so much fun.

The temperature’s improved, but it was Pilates day. I was full of energy when I got home so ended up staying up quite late reading all about exhibitionism on the Internet. (And, yes, looking at the pictures as well.) I found a group based in Chicago called Naked Girls Reading (https://nakedgirlsreading.com/) and I now have a new ambition in life. They got my hopes up when I saw some London events, but they were all years ago. I don’t know if I could concentrate on reading if I was standing naked in front of a room full of people either! I can’t concentrate that well on writing just thinking about it.

It might be cold outside, but it’s warm at the start-up’s office! Long socks and short skirt and a sweater and no underwear whatsoever made me feel great for the day. While I was working I saw one of the guys kept looking at my legs so I fidgeted as much as I dared to let my skirt ride up my thigh. Not too high or I might end up showing a bit more than I’m ready for right now! Also I don’t really fancy him anyway.

It was quite a temperature contrast between indoor and out and in the lift when I came back from lunch I spotted a guy staring at my chest for a second before looking away and realised my nipples were so cold they were forming a perfect contour against my sweater! It was kind of a thrill, but only because he was so embarrassed when I noticed him looking. I even said something about it being cold outside and he mumbled a reply. Little did he know that it wasn’t just my nipples that were cold as despite my big coat the breeze had still somehow found a way up my skirt.

I was feeling pretty horny when I got home so I messaged Kieran, but didn’t get a reply for a couple of hours by which time I’d taken matters into my own hands (quite literally).

I had lunch with Ha today and told her about the conference last Wednesday. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head when I told her that I’d not only shared a room with Jo but shared a bed with her! She said she was jealous of both of us and if I got a chance to go again she wanted to come along and she didn’t mind if all three of us had to sleep in the same bed. Then she apologised for making me blush and I hadn’t even realised it was that obvious.

I tried to probe her about what Kieran thought of me and she didn’t really say much, but she said he still liked me and she couldn’t work out why he hadn’t tried to sleep with me yet because she’d told him I had a great body. It made me blush again.