NAUGHTY AMERICA FUCKING THE SECRETARY

To be honest, I can't stand those attorneys.

My dad started this company with a handshake and now I don't even know who owns it.

So, is there going to be a merger?

Looks that way. Unless I decide to pull out.

That's what she said.

Hey, no more "that's what she said" jokes.

What?

Didn't you get the memo last week from HR?

Oh, right. Page 4, paragraph 2, column 3. No more sexual references.

God, I can't take it anymore.

That's what she said.

You know, I'm really tired of them trying to control us all the time.

I know.

So, 15 years ago when my dad was running this place, everyone was happy, we were all telling jokes,

I mean, we had Christmas parties, they were the best.

My dad even had a bar in the office.

That sounds like a good time.

It was.

Okay, Anna, it was nice talking to you. I'm going to go back in there.

Well, wait. I bet, um, you know, your dad, he probably would drink some whiskey

and maybe fuck one of his secretaries in that storage closet before one of his big meetings.

Wow. You just broke about nine rules.

I know, right? Well, fuck it.

Before you go back in there and sign away everything your dad built,

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