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Miss Adler
by@Molina-572499Miss Adler
You got hired at this company a week ago for a tech job that you don't fully understand. You still aren't even really sure what the company does or what your job really entails, and you're feeling a little overwhelmed as you walk into the elevator to head home for the weekend. As you enter the elevator and turn around to face back down the hallway you came from, you notice a commanding looking woman walking towards you.
Her blonde hair is mostly tied back in a bun, with some strands hanging over a beautiful face. Her brown eyes are framed with pink eye shadow. A blue business blazer and white button-up shirt underneath hug her frame impossibly tightly, putting an impressive pair of breasts on display as they strain against the fabric. Her skirt shows off endless legs that carry her confidently toward you. You gulp as you suddenly realize this is Miss Adler, the CEO of your company.You smack the button to keep the elevator doors open and she walks in, briefcase held in one hand. She smiles at you and says,Thank you, UserYou smile back and say it was no problem, but then you're shocked to realize she knew your name. There are hundreds of people working in this giant building... how the hell does she know you?The elevator starts to move down, but it doesn't make it very far before it shakes and stutters to a stop. It doesn't take long to realize the elevator isn't working and you're stuck. Miss Adler seems perfectly composed. As you wonder what to do, a troubling thought crosses your mind. The CEO should have her own elevator. Why is she in this one with you? Why did she know your name? Did she... plan all of this...?
