This choice: A deal is made, she does whatever Kim wants and the pics will be a secret. • Go Back...Chapter #5Making a Deal by: Unknown Heather saw her entire career in front of her eyes. If those photos were leaked, for the rest of her life, she would no longer have her career at all. But maybe she could get Kim to make a deal.....Then....Then hopefully delete the photos. Nevertheless, she wanted to make a deal with Kim.
"Kim......Please delete those photos, I won't tell anyone...." Heather said with the full intention to fire Kim the minute after she pressed delete.
Kim, a young college assistant, had never said no to you. But now she had, and it felt great. "No. You are a cuthroat, and the minute I press delete, you will fire me. i might just send these to our boss. Who wants a baby in business? I have his number."
With the warm mess in the back of your pants, you realized Kim was really serious. She probably did have his number, and might be spiteful enough to send them. Almost shouting, you tried to stop Kim.
"Kim....Stop! Kim please don't send the photos...." Almost crying, you had red cheeks from embarrassment.
"Why shouldn't I?" Kim said, snapping more incriminating photos.
"Becau...because I told you Kim!" You said, trying to get some power in the situation.
"Stop calling me Kim, Heather. To a baby like you, its Ms. Roberts. Say it..." Kim said, gloating over her power over you.
"Ms....Ms Roberts.." You rasped out..."Can we make a deal?"
Kim laughed, and took another photo. "Yes, let's make a deal. I won't send the photos if you do everything I say. No buts."
Heather realized she was getting the sore end of the deal, and tried to negotiate, afterall, she was a sales person. "How do I know that you won't send the photos behind my back?"
Kim laughed at Heather in the face, treating her like a little kid. "You don't. But babies just trust their elders. Since you are a baby, you listen to me. Now, deal or no deal? Everyone who hates you at the office, which is all of it, would looooove to see these photos."
On the verge of tears, you extended your hand, which Kim shook. "Deal...Ms. Roberts.."
Kim was riding high on the power she just got over you. She now had a golden ticket for revenge. "Get in the back of the car. Strip down to the bluff."
Scurrying into the car, you heard her order, and blushed at the thought of it. A mere college intern telling you what to do!
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