“You work for me, remember?”
Not giving her a chance to respond, I turned and practically dragged Helen down the hall, trying the knob to each room I passed, finding each one locked. When she met me, I’d been a scared, naive young man without a clue about the world I’d just entered. I hooked my fingers in the wire that ran along the bottom of the lingerie and hauled it over her C-cup breasts, enjoying the sight of them as they slipped free and bounced into place. “I mean everything I said. Chloe glanced back at me, giving me her patented, unreadable gaze, but still managed to communicate that she’d be back soon. I sure as hell wasn’t going to break it… not when I had nothing to be uncomfortable about. “Ah… I must have missed the details. “He’s expecting us.”
“Alright…” she said, watching us pass while she stood awkwardly beside her desk. Calm and cool… just like Helen, but I could tell she meant it. Helen isn’t. “We think,” Karl said, choosing his words carefully, “This might no longer be the best place for you to work.
