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my head hurting from the effort of holding in the past 48 hours.
I needed to think.
My giant clipboard acted as a badge as I wandered the vast corridors of the sprawling office complex. The company had two large cafeterias, one with its own sushi chef, the other sporting a massive salad bar. My stomach rumbled and I headed left towards the fish. I spoke a modicum of Japanese, and ordered my roll in the correct convention. The chef bowed and beamed at me before turning to speak rapidly to someone over my shoulder.
My eyes closed when I heard Lia’s voice, responding in flawless Japanese, her fingers brushing my elbow.
“Meghan. Join us.”
The tables were linen covered, candles and fresh flowers in the center. The most posh cafeteria I’ve ever seen. Her friends made room for me, scooting their chairs over so there was a opening next to Lia. I placed my plate down next to Lia’s half eaten meal, (she had ordered the same roll), and looked around for an empty seat to grab.
“You could sit on my lap. Or if you prefer, down at my knee.” I flushed scarlet, looking to see who had heard. But her colleagues were talking amongst themselves, ignoring us.
“Here you go, I’m leaving anyway,” a handsome guy in a red power tie slid his chair to me. I smiled my thanks, lowering myself into the padded chair, the moment becoming more surreal as I unsheathed the red chopsticks from their holder.
They were ridged at the tips. I stared at them, remembering Lia’s shower and how she had mounted Pamela on the red ridges on her wall. How much Pamela had enjoyed it. How much I had enjoyed Pamela.
Lia leaned in. “Penny for your thoughts,” she murmured.
I shook my head and mumbled something, digging into my sushi.
Conversations drifted around me, I didn't look up until I heard the word audit. I wish I hadn't. A woman in a bright blue polka dot dress was looking at me like she expected an answer.
"Um, yeah." I hazard a guess. "They're fun."
Her lips pursed. "Audits are fun?"
I could feel the amusement rolling off Lia.
"Well... they're fun for me."
A hint of a smile ghosted her face. "You're positively sadistic. You must be a friend of Lia's"
Hearty chuckles from the rest of the table. I flushed, though they did seem good natured about it.
She asked me a couple more questions about the mechanics of this particular audit and I responded like I knew what I was talking about. She was one of the ones I had yet to interview, a manager or something in Lia’s department.
Once in a while Lia would interject with a quip or a question, toying with her chopsticks. It was starting to unnerve me, this double nature I needed to play. She knew I was an agent, but did she know I knew she knew?
Arrgh.
People started to trickle away. I tried to finish my meal though my appetite had fled, my stomach clenching. My mouth was dry, the wasabi heating the roof of it.
“Thirsty?”
I glanced up at Lia. “Uh, a little. Is there bottled water?” Looking around I didn’t see any soda fountains or coffee carafes. What I needed was vodka, or rum – Really anything that would knock me out for a couple of days until I regained some goddamn sense.
“Sparkling water it is.” She stood, making her way to the far corner of the cafeteria.
All eyes at the table turned to me.
“So”, the polka dot dress girl grinned at me, “how’s things?”
One of the guys to my right leaned in, his eyes a shocking blue and matching his tie.
“I’ve heard that after the first time even your walk is different. Like, she loosens some type of muscle that’s never used until she gets to it.”
Oh Lord. I put a large piece of sushi in my mouth so I wouldn’t have to answer. It didn’t seem to matter; they were just warming up to the subject, leaning forward conspiratorially.
“Well, I’ve heard,” said a gorgeous woman with a tight afro, gesturing with a spork, “that she can make you cum just by looking
I needed to think.
My giant clipboard acted as a badge as I wandered the vast corridors of the sprawling office complex. The company had two large cafeterias, one with its own sushi chef, the other sporting a massive salad bar. My stomach rumbled and I headed left towards the fish. I spoke a modicum of Japanese, and ordered my roll in the correct convention. The chef bowed and beamed at me before turning to speak rapidly to someone over my shoulder.
My eyes closed when I heard Lia’s voice, responding in flawless Japanese, her fingers brushing my elbow.
“Meghan. Join us.”
The tables were linen covered, candles and fresh flowers in the center. The most posh cafeteria I’ve ever seen. Her friends made room for me, scooting their chairs over so there was a opening next to Lia. I placed my plate down next to Lia’s half eaten meal, (she had ordered the same roll), and looked around for an empty seat to grab.
“You could sit on my lap. Or if you prefer, down at my knee.” I flushed scarlet, looking to see who had heard. But her colleagues were talking amongst themselves, ignoring us.
“Here you go, I’m leaving anyway,” a handsome guy in a red power tie slid his chair to me. I smiled my thanks, lowering myself into the padded chair, the moment becoming more surreal as I unsheathed the red chopsticks from their holder.
They were ridged at the tips. I stared at them, remembering Lia’s shower and how she had mounted Pamela on the red ridges on her wall. How much Pamela had enjoyed it. How much I had enjoyed Pamela.
Lia leaned in. “Penny for your thoughts,” she murmured.
I shook my head and mumbled something, digging into my sushi.
Conversations drifted around me, I didn't look up until I heard the word audit. I wish I hadn't. A woman in a bright blue polka dot dress was looking at me like she expected an answer.
"Um, yeah." I hazard a guess. "They're fun."
Her lips pursed. "Audits are fun?"
I could feel the amusement rolling off Lia.
"Well... they're fun for me."
A hint of a smile ghosted her face. "You're positively sadistic. You must be a friend of Lia's"
Hearty chuckles from the rest of the table. I flushed, though they did seem good natured about it.
She asked me a couple more questions about the mechanics of this particular audit and I responded like I knew what I was talking about. She was one of the ones I had yet to interview, a manager or something in Lia’s department.
Once in a while Lia would interject with a quip or a question, toying with her chopsticks. It was starting to unnerve me, this double nature I needed to play. She knew I was an agent, but did she know I knew she knew?
Arrgh.
People started to trickle away. I tried to finish my meal though my appetite had fled, my stomach clenching. My mouth was dry, the wasabi heating the roof of it.
“Thirsty?”
I glanced up at Lia. “Uh, a little. Is there bottled water?” Looking around I didn’t see any soda fountains or coffee carafes. What I needed was vodka, or rum – Really anything that would knock me out for a couple of days until I regained some goddamn sense.
“Sparkling water it is.” She stood, making her way to the far corner of the cafeteria.
All eyes at the table turned to me.
“So”, the polka dot dress girl grinned at me, “how’s things?”
One of the guys to my right leaned in, his eyes a shocking blue and matching his tie.
“I’ve heard that after the first time even your walk is different. Like, she loosens some type of muscle that’s never used until she gets to it.”
Oh Lord. I put a large piece of sushi in my mouth so I wouldn’t have to answer. It didn’t seem to matter; they were just warming up to the subject, leaning forward conspiratorially.
“Well, I’ve heard,” said a gorgeous woman with a tight afro, gesturing with a spork, “that she can make you cum just by looking
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