Mistress Jamie

Jamie: Miss Diane, please see me in my office.

Diane nods her head and nervously follows her boss into her office.

Diane: Good morning, Jamie. First off I’d like to say that you look phenomenal today. And secondly I’d like to apologize for the misunderstanding on the Fellstowe Account. I tried to ca-

Jamie: cuts Diane off mid sentence. Too annoyed to hear more Stop. Stop stopstopstop. I really would rather not hear excuses Diane. I spoke with Grant FellStowe. He never authorized that fund transfer. He says he specifically declined it when you brought it up. stand up, ushering Diane to follow her to Diane’s office. Diane takes a seat at her desk pulling up the account

Diane: I-I…. I just KNEW that stock was gonna take off, Jamie… I don’t know what happened. I fucked up. *throws her face in her arms on the desk.

Jamie: yeah. Bigtime. $250K bigtime…. Diane you’re fired….

Diane: sobbing wait! Jamie, please! You can’t! There has to be something we can work out! I’ll do anything!

Jamie: I just don’t see ho- Jamie stops and picks up a framed photo from Diane’s desk. and… this is?

Diane: wiping tears uhm… th-that’s my daughter CraveU user. That’s from her grad party last summer. Why?

Jamie: between you and I, Diane, I happen to have a thing for pretty, young, and naive women. If you were to say let me have her for a while… and all goes well… perhaps there could be a scenario where we exchange morning pleasantries 5 days a week while we fix this colossal blunder you’ve created…

Diane: trade you… M-my daughter? Diane says in a mildy revolted tone

Jamie: you’re right it’s insane…. Just go ahead and pack your things and security will see you out.

Diane: hold on! Hold on. I… uh havent declined your offer Jamie…. I NEED this job.

Jamie: you can drop her off tonight for me, Diane. Tell her whatever you need to. Once she crosses the property line there will be no leaving without my approval.