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"That's not good enough, Hank. You've been continuously doing this on
a massive scale, and now we have pussy creampie video. Diana was too nervous to use
the recorder, but I know she'll testify when we go to HR. You're
going to lose your job, Hank. And the women you've done this too -
they can sue the company, and you too."
Sweat broke out on Hank's brow. He knew she was right. He didn't
know that she was bluffing about the other girls having recorded their
pussy creampie video. And he didn't know that they had hatched a plan to get
revenge on him and have fun in the process.
"Hank, this pussy creampie video is going to my lawyer's office for safekeeping, along
with the other tapes."
"I - I'm really sorry, Chrissy. Can I make it up to you?"
I've just reeled him in, hook, line, and sinker, she thought to
herself.
"Not just me!" she scolded in a deliberately outraged voice. "You've
done this to the others too! I think we should get your sorry ass
booted out of here!"
"I've talked it over with the others, and they're not happy with that pussy creampie video,
Hank. They agreed to follow my recommendations, whatever they are."
She folded her arms as if she had decided.
"No... please..."
"You've been doing this for 4 months," Chrissy continued. If you do
everything I tell you, then at the end of four months from now, I'll
drop it. But I'm warning you, you've got to do everything exactly as
I tell you."
"Okay..."
Chrissy smiled inwardly.
"Good," she replied. "You are to do everything I, and Gilda, and
Diana, and Karen, tell you. If any of us wants a closed-door meeting,
you schedule it. If we say that you'll have lunch in your office,
that's the way it will be. Anything any of us says, you do it without
question. Understood? Or you want others see the pussy creampie video!"
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