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1. Bing’s First Job She didn’t try and resist. Her first day with the people from the class had taught her that was hopeless. Tuyen had worn some sort of rubber penis and insisted on having sex with her

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“Jenny, you’re home late!” My mom exclaimed when I came through the front door. I dropped my backpack and shrugged. “I got raped on the way home. It was just one guy but he took a while.” “Sounds like a Monday! I saved you a plate for dinner.” “Thanks, mom

Slurping my soda and spinning around in Daddy's favorite chair until I was dizzy always made me feel happy. Happier than I was at home, at least. His office was my safe haven, my place to relax and get away from it all. For three years, I had been referring to it as my “second home”

Miley waited until her boss was out of the office and down the hall a little ways before letting out an explosive breath laced with a few obscenities. The woman was insufferable, she fumed to herself, knowing that if she said it to her boss's face, she would be fired in an instant

ABBY & THE CEO CHAPTER 3: GETTING NOTICED The months passed like a blur. It was a rush of learning and growing in the job, finding new connections in the business beyond the walls of the office or even the building

She was young and new to the job. Having just turned sixteen she took the job as an aide. She was assigned to an older disabled man in his late fifties. Her first day she screwed up bad and he took advantage of it

It wasn’t until the West Coast was finally called and Samuel’s competition finished his concession speech that the president pushed Scarlett off his lap and stopped his constant molestation of the teen

I was twenty when I first met Kayly. Far away from home at college, in desperate need of money. In this economy of course, jobs are few and far between, and jobs that are friendly to college hours are even harder to find. It was my room mate who mentioned Kayly to me

It all started with a company Christmas party, every year everyone would all get together at a bar not far from our offices and get hammered. I was 19 at the time but was able to get in with the crowd of coworkers I went with

After rushing through some toast and cereal, Michael casually threw the bottle of Predatrix in his bag and ran out the door. Today, of all days, he couldn’t afford to be late at school. It was the first day of the Parent Teacher Conferences

I couldn’t help my strange yet exciting feeling I had on the way home from work that evening, what had happened ran through my head again and again. At times I couldn’t believe it

“Fucking Cunt!” I growled, walking out of the H.R. Director's office. I got called down there to be informed that there was a Sexual Harassment Investigation being levied against me. I work in the Service Department for a major tech company

Chapter 5 DAY TWO Day Two was better, mostly just by being the same, and not worse. Michael seemed happy to see her. He didn’t comment on either the camera or her vagina but she felt somehow he knew that her pussy was bare now

I walk into the powerful and successful lawyer's office. Hell bent on getting a job at the best firm l knew, Lillian Fairbanks & co. With an outstanding resume and a vivacious charisma about me, I thought I would score big time on this job

The next day I woke up with a pounding in my head. My mouth feels like it was dragged halfway through the desert and then promptly stuffed with an old sandal before being dragged back again. Slowly the memories of last night float into my brain

"My little sister, Sadie. If I were to describe her, I would have to say she’s intelligent, funny, witty, caring, loveable, and very, very attractive. Yes, you heard me right, I genuinely consider my own little sister to be a real beauty

Knowing that I was closing tonight my workmate Kelly was dropping plenty of hints that she wanted to play when we shut

Kanaya smiled as she watched her precious mother grub wriggle about in the cavern under can town they had made. It was just over a year old and ready to begin its job in producing new trolls. This would be difficult, though

“Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes.” -Neil Gaiman, "The Sandman" *** October 31st, 6:10 PM: The house was dark except for the black-and-white flicker of the TV screen