Ah, so it's Byron. She's an Employee of the Month, makes sense why she picked her. That and her tits are massive. You didn't say that out loud of course, that being sexual harassment and all. Especially for someone who's hobby is boxing on weekends.
"So boss, you're actually that tiny?" Byron raised an eyebrow with a genuine worried smile, "Did they say how long for you to fix this?"
You shake your head, "Nope. It's shitty, I know. They even told me to continuey job."
When it comes to old employee's like Byron, your pretty open about stuff like this, after all, she didn't get the Employee of the Month title for just working hard. Her contribution, social & leadership skills would make her the next manager after you get promoted. Especially with your recommendation if she's taking the offer to take care of you.
In a way, she's like a best friend for you.
Byron frowns,"Sounds stressful boss, want me cheer you up?" She looks at you with concern.
"Uhm... Maybe, just focus on carrying me."
"Okay boss."
She plucks you up hastly and puts you in her palm, reaching closer to her face as the both of you walked away back to your department.
However on the way, she started gazing over the environment, looking as if she's trying to find somebody, anybody near them.
When there's no one, she stark up a question. "Hey boss."
"Yeah?"
"My hands' gonna be a bit full, still gotta work and 'all, so I'm gonna have to pocket you in me."
"Uh... Sure," You feel a sense of impeding doom, "Where?"
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