What is that?

So, I've been wearing tightly collared shirts all week, but the selection of warm weather shirts that hide large portions of the next wears thin after a couple days. The shirt I had on today was a little looser, but the marks upon my neck were getting fainter, as well, so I thought it should be OK.

About 1:30, the big loud Greek happened by my desk. All of a sudden, he goes, "Oh my God, that's a hickey!" I tried to maintain a look of "I have no idea what you are talking about." He then added, jokingly, "It was Lena wasn't it??" Lena being the flirty 85-year-old great grandmother (thrice widowed) who works in Assembly and routinely calls me her boyfriend. I could not help laughing at that one!

So, here's to kissing!! Three cheers for the french!!