ND/Reject advances
From Create Your Own Story
You're tempted, sure, but this is not something you want to get into. If the alarm bells in your head were going off before they're screaming now. There's something not right about this job. Why would a woman who wants to prove her husbands infidelity start dropping her clothes at the slightest provocation? She's trying to distract you. Which means there is something to be distracted from.
'Sorry Blondie,' you say. 'No dice. Now you can sit down and tell me what the deal is or you can take that door and walk out of my office. It's your choice.'
The smile disappears from the blonde's face, replaced with a look of respect tinged, perhaps, with disappointment. She walks back over to the other side of the desk and slips her dress back on. Then she sits down. 'I'm impressed,' she says.
'Good for you,' you snap. 'Now tell me about it.'
'Before I do,' the blonde says, 'I must make it clear. I'm sticking to the terms I already told you. Twenty now and the rest if you do the job well.'
I'm sticking to my terms as well. All the money now or nothing doing
