“So,” Nathan said opening their weekly staff meeting, “how is the remodeling going?”
The Ghaimans had recently rented a big office in a fancy trade center. They were remodeling everything to suit Aviva’s taste, so right now, only the offices they absolutely needed were suitable for use; the rest were unfinished, serving as temporary storage units filled with boxes. Because of that, and because Deborah’s main job description was to keep Aviva happy, the two women were sharing an office, which suited Deborah just fine.
“Slower than I expected,” Aviva complained. “These guys haven’t even finished the hallway!”
“My dear Aviva, ever so patient,” he said, giving her a loving glance which, frankly, made Deborah want to puke a little.
“Ugh, I don’t know. I was thinking we should hire someone else to finish the job,” Aviva insisted.
“Yeah, because that worked very well in the past,” Nathan answered raising an eyebrow.
“What do you mean?” Peter, Nathan’s new assistant, asked.
“Well, my darling wife has this habit of spooking people away…”
“Hey, that’s not true!” she interrupted.
“Oh, yes, it is. Actually, before you, Deborah, I’ve never seen Aviva so happy working with anybody. Did you know you are the sixteenth assistant she’s had? I keep track just to remind her of it every now and then,” he chuckled.
“Please, Nathan, you are exaggerating…
“No, I’m not, ask the accountant, he has all the detailed records. We even had one that lasted for a single day before quitting,” he told them, his chuckle escalating to a full laugh.
The chemistry between Deborah and Aviva was undeniable. Nathan was positively surprised that so much time had passed without anyone crying, screaming or quitting. Or all of the above. Like he said, Aviva was undeniably happy as Deborah did her job without any mishaps.
When the meeting ended and Aviva stayed with Nathan while everyone else scattered to work, Deborah deliberately walked slower, savoring Nathan’s assertion that his wife had finally found her other half. Aviva just chuckled while Deborah’s chest swelled with pride and devotion.
Celebrating 10 Years & Marking the End of An Amazing Project
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I love the inclusiveness – there is something for everyone, in and out of the Jewish community.
I attended and participated in last month’s Jewrotica event. The engaging performers and Ayo, our inviting host, inspired the audience to feel like one big community. What a great way to inspire our community to embrace sex as a beautiful thing that can be fun, exciting, sacred, sensual, ridiculous, scary and everything in between!
You may not tell your mom that you’re going to a live Jewrotica reading (or whatever clever name you will dub these events) but you will tell your friends. However, both would be jealous if they find out that they missed it. I think it will only be a matter of time before Jewrotica helps us reclaim the term “Dirty Jew” the way rap music has done for “The ‘N’ Word.” I know I am now proud to be a Dirty Jew!
Bedside Reading with Jewrotica was funny, sexy, and hot all at once. The readings were honest about all kinds of sexuality, but the highlight of the evening was definitely the confessions, written by audience participants. Nobody knew who wrote them, and most were tell-alls that would make your bubbe blush. Unless your bubbe was very, very cool. Then maybe she’d make YOU blush!
Jewrotica is a great way to ask interesting questions about the interplay between sensuality and Jewish wisdom. Check it out.
Learning about sex and what’s right and wrong when it comes to sex from a Biblical standpoint was an eye opening experience. I completely enjoyed it and think something like this could be a very cool thing to bring to even high school aged Jewish youth groups.
My opinion on Jewrotica is: It’s sexy. It’s awesome. It’s Judaism to the next level. It’s what we should all be getting into!
The Jewrotica event “Evening of Jewrotica: Bedside Reading” was awesome. As Master of Confessions, I got to read the deepest, darkest secrets of people in the room out loud… It was scintillating, titillating, and – yes – even educational!
I’m into Jewrotica. I went in for my second circumcision.
While many people fear the “sex talk,” Jewrotica offers an opportunity for writers and audiences to speak about sexuality in a open and safe space. When I attended a Jewrotica reading, I heard stories that reminded me that love takes many forms, and that expressing it is a vital part of who we are as a people.
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