"Nah-ah," Michelle continues to smirk at you, a look of excitement in her hazel eyes. "I'm telling Jacinta and there's nothing you can do!"
She folds her arms and gives you a challenging look. Sure, this girl is seriously hot and of course her feet are incredibly attractive... but surely you can't let her do this?!
"Look, Michelle. There's really no need... I mean... Let me remind you that I'm your mentor... I, er, I have a position of authority h-here and..." You swallow thickly, your words sounding hopelessly impotent. Michelle puts you out of your misery by holding up her dainty hand in front of your face.
"Save it. And I don't appreciate you trying to pull rank on me. You're a pervy foot guy who was ogling my feet. I know guys like you. So shut the fuck up already," she says with disdain, her bratty voice full of confidence.
Your hear thumping against your chest, you feel everything spiralling out of control. You start, again, to try to talk her out of it and remind her of her place, but it just makes things worse. With a smug expression, she stands up, one hand on her hip as she looks down at you.
"Whatever. I'm gonna have a little chat with Jacinta. While you do something useful like setting up my email. You think you can manage that, foot boy?" You can merely watch, open-mouthed, as the bratty intern saunters away, heading in the same direction that Jacinta did before.
Shit, shit! The idea of Jacinta discovering your secret foot fetish, from Michelle of all people...! Taking a breath, you find yourself staring at Michelle's gorgeous body slinking away... are you really going to do nothing about this?!
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