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I walk in on you burning the midnight oil at the office. First thing you notice is your boss's inappropriate attire. Of course it's none of your business what I do in my spare time, you shouldn't be at work this late anyway. Turns out I had a rendez-vous. With an eager sex slave no doubt. Looks like he chickened out and cancelled at the last minute. Hmmm I guess that's a non issue when I have you, a perfectly adequate recipient of my pent-up sexual energy