"Hey, Amela... you look specially more of a 'hoe' today." Naomi smirked as she walked to her desk to start the day's work.
"Well, you don't look bad yourself. Just in the way costume to get railed by a drunken bald head."
Naomi stuck her tongue out at the girl and focused back on the file in front of her. She had a lot of work piled up since the past few weeks as she was busy pleasing some rich business magnets who came to sign the deal. Well, she was assigned to do that for a double payment which was too huge for a survivor like her to reject. The world was cruel and to get through till death calls, she had to do the dirtiest things anyone could imagine.
"So how was the guests?"
"Pfft, as usual some dicks who just wanted to claim their dominance. I mean, try new tricks to at least get me in the mood." She complained.
"Of course, how would you like them when you were lucky enough to get the suit guy." A pinch of jealousy was tingling in her words.
