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Date Posted: Mon, Oct 25 2004, 8:50pm PDT
Author: Alexis Montgomery
Subject:
Can you keep up, babyboy?


The classically elegant young woman that made her way in was looking particularly irritated, as had become the norm as of late. To tell the truth, for the most part, the girl was insulted - she'd finally landed a job at a consulting firm, but it was entry level, and frankly, the position called for a glorified coffee-making intern. For a woman who had been highlighted by more than one economic magazine as one of the most brilliant prodigies to hit the business in fifty years, it was a slap in the face. She didn't have a whole lot of choice in the matter, however - after her shenanigans with Dixon and Associates, it was a wonder that anyone in the industry would touch her at all, with her history and sense of power over her colleagues of the opposite sex. For now, she supposed, she could handle this - it was money, and money meant she could afford her cut Armani suits and posh loft apartment and a neverending supply of alcohol, and frankly, to her, that was all that mattered at this point.

Her mahogany-and-amber locks were slicked into a neat chignon on the nape of her neck which she promptly pulled loose as she dropped her leather laptop case inside of the door, unbuttoning the pristine white blouse that she wore four or five buttons at the neck, exposing an indecent amount of cleavage - she wouldn't be needing the computer at work anytime in the near future. Sliding out of the jacket of her sophisticated label suit, she laid it across the back of the couch, the pair of low slung and stylishly cut dress pants hugged her curves in all the right spots, accentuating the purely feminine form that the woman had been graced with. She didn't bother to remove the leather heels she wore, like most women would have - she was proud of her ability to walk miles in a pair without one single complaint or blister, and thought that the other women were weaklings. Her daily liquor cabinent raid was on, and noone was going to get in her way..

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