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Agent Hooters vs corporate America | LWeibull2 | 9

 

You find yourself looking at an odd sight. It's a short man in a shiny blue, expensive looking suit. He wears brogue shoes and a gold watch and his black, gray tinted hair is carefully gelled up in a pompous quiff as to compensate his stockiness.

You let out a relieved sigh, thinking this can't be one of the mysterious henchmen lurking about. But this could mean trouble none the less as he's still holding your arm in a tight grip.

Under his bushy eyebrows he rivets his eyes on you.

"I saw you from the office upstairs and I didn't recognize you", he says, letting his leering eyes wander down your body and up again. "Who the fuck are you?"

"Well, who the fuck are you?" you answer defiantly.

The man suddenly slaps you hard across the face and you let out a surprised yelp.

"That's no way to talk to a man!" he barks. "Now don't make me do that again!"

That caught you completely off guard. "N-no, sir... I'm Anna," you whimper, rubbing your blushing chin.

"Much better! I'm Diego, the manager around here. You must be new huh? Didn't they tell you to come see me in my office before you start working? I like to get to know all my new girls," he says.

"Uhm, yes sir, I'm sorry, sir," you mumble.

Diego smiles with a voracious glint in his eyes. "Don't worry baby, it's not too late for that. Le't get to know each other a little better then, Anna!"

With your arm still in a tight grip, Diego leads you to a door with a "PERSONNEL ONLY" sign and winks at the bouncer guarding it. The bouncer opens the door and Diego gives your ass a firm slap "After you, baby, step into my office!"

 

Do you follow him inside?


          Yes

 
 
 

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