Company Politics - Excerpt

Dina and Shinea huddled together and watched as Michael, the new office boy, grunted and groaned within the copy machine. "Damn factor always requires fixed," he griped to the typical air. Sweating, he started removing his shirt, revealing his physical warm body anonymous. "He is gorgeous," Dina whispered into Shinea's head. "A dreamboat," Shinea agreed.Over in another corner of any office, Ruby was just finishing up the day's studies. She had to rush home to choose something elegant and prepare for the huge office party that evening. It absolutely was the Boss's birthday. No body was allowed to skip that shindig; everybody else and their horniest dog would be there. Looking with a at her watch as she swept quietly out of her workplace, Ruby thought: maybe I will make someone into my dog tonight!Ruby sidled to the 2 girls breathlessly eyeballing the adorable workplace boy and hissed censoriously at both of them, "Sorry girls, he is all mine.""I question that," Shinea giggled. "There is just a new woman from Packaging and she is already set her hat for him." "What?" Ruby, though seldom nonplussed, was. She was the kind to thoroughly analyze specific people, then move gradually in to vivisecting their vibrating psychological carcasses. If that has been the fate they so occurred to deserve. It usually was. Catching her by surprise was an extremely unusual event."The new lady is Kathy Viatta, that Italian variety. She is very nearly a, Ruby, but by having an bum the size of Manhattan Island. Four years younger than you. And she is as nice, naAve and innocent while the day is long. Sorry, however you have lost our Michael," Dina apologetically demurred. "He has already been asked her to the party!" Both ladies twittered like lightly fluttering leaves, perhaps not meaning to laugh at their redheaded colleague. Ruby Dakota was the very best and hardest employee Viceroy Inc. had actually employed. "Almost a sylph? I will make quick work of her," breathed Ruby to himself. Her sufficient bosom rose and fell with a gathering storm of fragile rage. "Will she be at the party tonight?" "Of course, she's new, but everybody else from our section needs to be there. You understand the Boss. Say, Ruby, why do not you perform one of your famous practical jokes on her? The Boss generally enjoys a good laugh. Do something sexy!""Something sexy..." Ruby's alabaster chest and throat, choked with rage, swelled, her completely round nipples swiftly hardening under her small magic satiny blouse. It pulled threateningly at its true pearl buttons, revealing through its cracks an green bra underneath. Her trademark ruby choker very nearly jumped off her reddening and taught throat. She got a straddling stance, abruptly owning the complete company, and announced, "By the midnight hour, get ready for the hottest, wildest, and cruelest practical joke that you have ever seen in public!"