"Good day sir, I'm Penelope Dickman" oh, her voice was nice on the phone, and even nicer in real life.
Ahh, gosh. I really need to tear her open. She's a bundle of mystery. I mean how can anyone sound so sweet.
"B_Bruce Kent, n_nice to meet you." I said, accepting the hand that she stretched forward. Now putting on my naive and gentle human being act as always.
"oh please forgive me, do have a seat" I offered as she was standing there just staring at me.
Maybe that's just how her eyes were, or maybe it's just me noticing this, but she's looking at me funny. I mean, I know I can sometimes come off as cute, so it's only natural for her to be like this in front of me.
I can tell that she has fallen for me already. All the more easy it would be for me to take her home tonight.
"So, I know all the questions that needed to be asked had already been done a year ago, and that's why you're seated here." I started, making sure I was being as gentle and sweet as a dove, you know, cause girls like these kind of things.
(Barb: as if you know what girls like)
" but I just have a few things to ask if that's okay." Rule number one of being a gentleman, always ask the ladies permission. They love it.
"That's alright sir" Damn, I really can't get used to this voice. I just need to know how that lovely sound is possible, and there's only one way to find out.
"A_Alright Miss Dickman, You're here to work as my secretary, what..."
"That's the dumbest job anyone can have," that annoying voice sounded and interrupted my discussion with the lady. He always just barges into my office like he freaking owns the place. He really is getting on my nerves these days.
"I mean why do you even need a secretary?" he continued.
"G_G_Good m_morning M_Mr Richard" I greeted, sounding like a broken record.
"And now I'm wondering what is so good about the morning of a loser" and he just had to say that. So early in the morning, in front of this delectable specimen.
"What happened to your last secretary huh? You change secretaries almost every four, five, or six months. Why? It's not like you're that special." He said, moving closer to my desk.
All the while, she didn't even turn back to look at the piece if fat behind her, all her attention was on me. She really fell for me already. She's fallen hard.
" Sir, he just quit and I don't know why" I explained, hoping his nonsense questioning will stop in the next second, so I could continue with my new obsession.
But if there was anything I could vouch for, it is the fact that I know that perverted and covetous look in his eyes, and those eyes were looking at my new found specimen like a stinking hyena looking at carcass.
"So this is the new recruit" he mused, as he finally stood right in front of my desk, facing her.
But funny thing, her eye never left my face. I know it's not because I'm that good looking, but I wonder what she has fallen for. But all good for me anyway.
"What is your name young lady?" He asks in an awfully gentle manner. And I couldn't help but wonder if the man was cursed or something, as his hands were already rested on her shoulders.
"Penelope Dickman" she says, and I couldn't help but wonder why he was laughing. She didn't make any jokes, all she did was say her name while staring at me.
"Dickman eh?, that's a rather raunchy name for a girl like you" his hands went further, roaming her neck. He wasn't even considering the fact that he was in the office, my office for that matter. And worst, he was flirting with my new obsession.
*meanwhile*
All I could hear was the buzzing of an annoying bee. It sounded like an aged one too. And also, there was a kind of bug crawling on my neck, I just chose to ignore it. My focus today is the man in front of me. Nothing else.
"Tell me, why will a lovely lady like you want to work for a loser man like him. You won't gain anything working for him. Come to me instead. I need an extra secretary."
For the first time since the Mr. Whatever came in, I raised my head to look at the moron. As his knee was parting my thighs, and moving into my legs.
This disgusting piece of garbage. God save your soul today because I'm just here today for Bruce. I would have sliced up that leg with a chainsaw, and made some nice ham burger with the slices.
" What do you say Penny,? trust me when I say it, I'll treat you better than he ever will" the bastards knee sunk deeper into my skirt, almost touching a place it should never reach. And he just called me Penny without my permission.
"Thank you very much sir, but I got this job to be Mr. Bruce's secretary, and no one else's." I said, and I could see the disappointment in his miserable eyes. I won't even make soup with those kind of eyes. They look like they're full of mucus.
"Well then, if you change your..."
He suddenly and mistakenly slips., no.., no not suddenly, not mistakenly, he intentionally slipped. He was standing straight, nothing would make him fall, but he slipped.
Making him fall face flat on me, his hands on my shoulders, head in my boobs, and God help him after this, but my skirt had pushed up almost entirely, and his knee had actually gone in deeper, and was touching me.
Heaven save his soul but I was feeling his knee touching me right there in the center of my core, my personal space.
"OH I'm so sorry, I slipped." He spoke into my breasts, as flat as they were.
*Huh* I gasped in shock and disgust as I felt his tongue on my chest as he tried to get of me. His hands stylishly squeezing the two grapes I call boobs.
Damn, my rage had reached the highest level. And it was right at this moment that I knew... I would be spending more than one day here in Kents Tech.
Because right now, all I want to do is rip this piece of fat into multiple layers, so I'm sorry Bruce, but your death will have to wait. I'll have to deal with this first.
I'll kill him first.
"Well if that's your decision, I'll leave you, but do change your mind penny" he winked at me before walking away. I quickly straightened up my skirt back.
"You know what Miss Dickman, no more questions to be asked." this sly devil pretending to be meek says.
"Welcome to Kents Tech." He stretches his hand to me again and I accept it. It's truly a shame that I'd have to put him on hold till tomorrow, but that weasel has got to be dealt with.
*meanwhile*
I think I've been lenient with that fool long enough. I wanted to play with her tonight, but If I know him well, he'll try to get her tonight too. I think it's time he visits my home.