The mailman.
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You pop the door open a crack, and stick your head and a shoulder out. The mailman stares a little, then holds out an envelope. | You pop the door open a crack, and stick your head and a shoulder out. The mailman stares a little, then holds out an envelope. | ||
| - | "Miss Jensen?" he asks. You nod, then put a hand out and take the envelome from him. He tilts his head down, and you follow his gaze, then gasp and slam the door. Your leg was in plain veiw for him, and you arn't totoaly sure your | + | "Miss Jensen?" he asks. You nod, then put a hand out and take the envelome from him. He tilts his head down, and you follow his gaze, then gasp and slam the door. Your leg was in plain veiw for him, and you arn't totoaly sure your crotch was covered. You blush, then look out the peephole again. He is gone. |
| + | You sit on your bed, and open your package. It is from your freind, Jill. She is super rich. You pull out a letter, and read it. | ||
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| + | Dear Erika, | ||
| + | I heard you got canned again! Your boss was an asshole. I think you definitely need a vacation. I sent you a ticket to this little Island in the carribean. There is a return pass, but it never expires, so don't rush back to the job search. There is also a thousand dollars. Don't you dare put any of it in the bank! I got your back if you need more. Your flight leaves today at three, if you missed it I can send you another ticket. Have fun! Oh, and I sent you something to help you loosen up.... | ||
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| + | You reach into the envelope and pull out a 200 box of condoms. You laugh. | ||
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| + | "Cause I am soooo totoaly going to be able to convince a guy to sleep with me..." | ||
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| + | You stand up and stretch your nude body. Crap! your clock says 1:00. | ||
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| + | You: | ||
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| + | [[Get dressed and go to the airport!]] | ||
[[Category: A Job]] | [[Category: A Job]] | ||
Revision as of 03:15, 28 August 2008
You pop the door open a crack, and stick your head and a shoulder out. The mailman stares a little, then holds out an envelope.
"Miss Jensen?" he asks. You nod, then put a hand out and take the envelome from him. He tilts his head down, and you follow his gaze, then gasp and slam the door. Your leg was in plain veiw for him, and you arn't totoaly sure your crotch was covered. You blush, then look out the peephole again. He is gone.
You sit on your bed, and open your package. It is from your freind, Jill. She is super rich. You pull out a letter, and read it.
Dear Erika,
I heard you got canned again! Your boss was an asshole. I think you definitely need a vacation. I sent you a ticket to this little Island in the carribean. There is a return pass, but it never expires, so don't rush back to the job search. There is also a thousand dollars. Don't you dare put any of it in the bank! I got your back if you need more. Your flight leaves today at three, if you missed it I can send you another ticket. Have fun! Oh, and I sent you something to help you loosen up....
You reach into the envelope and pull out a 200 box of condoms. You laugh.
"Cause I am soooo totoaly going to be able to convince a guy to sleep with me..."
You stand up and stretch your nude body. Crap! your clock says 1:00.
You:
