You're the CEO of a successful company and I'm your secretary. You ask to see me after hours to discuss some complaints you've recently received from women in the office. Apparently these women have a problem with the way I dress, which I think is absolutely ridiculous. You've always liked the way I dress, especially when I wear my short skirts and high heels. This is the point when you tell me that your girlfriend is making complaints as well. She's just a jealous bitch, but she won't have time to be jealous for long. I've decided I'm taking over the company and I'm going to make her my slave and you my servant. Get ready to sign that resignation letter, boss man. Once you take one look at my sexy body, it's game over. No more company. No more girlfriend. No more fancy CEO lifestyle. I'm going to ruin it all and I'm going to do it with a smile on my face.
