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with Kim and Sophia? Mike texted.
    Yeah. Meeting with Baker. Text you after. He texted back.
    Richard watched the clock until it was time to go. He felt sick to his stomach.  
    No big deal, he thought to himself. The guy probably just wants to see my face. It’ll be fine.
    Richard walked over to the office. He read the large name plastered over the door: Chris Baker, Partner. He reached out for the doorknob, but then paused. Richard straightened his tie and took a deep breath. Then he knocked.
    “Yes, come in Mr. Holder,” a voice said. A woman’s voice.
    Richard walked into the spacious office and in the middle, staring at a large computer monitor, was the woman he had seen earlier.
    “Uh, I’m here for my meeting with Mr. Baker,” Richard said. He looked around, trying to be sure he was in the right place.
    “You have a meeting with me. Christianne Baker. Your boss,” she said. “Sit down.”
    She barely acknowledged Richard, and only looked down at some files. She wore a large man’s watch, and it nearly engulfed her thin wrist. Richard sat silently in front of her desk. Be cool, he told himself. She’s just a girl. A very hot looking girl. He knew how to deal with those.
    “I see that you went to Harvard and graduated cum laude. It’s nice to have another alumni at the firm,” Baker said. She still didn’t lift her eyes.
    “I didn’t know that we had such good looking alumna,” Richard said.
    Baker flicked her eyes up, staring into his eyes for a second before she returned to the file.
    “How are you liking your first day here? I trust Mr. Dunn has shown you around,” she said.
    “Yes, he introduced me to some very friendly paralegals, but I’m much happier that I met you,” Richard said.
    Baker’s finally stopped looking at the paper. He had her full attention.
    “Excuse me?” she asked. She raised her eyebrows slightly.
    Richard got up and walked around Baker’s desk. She watched him with wary eyes, turning to follow his gaze. When he reached the back of her desk she turned to face him. He came close to her and whispered in her ear.
    “I just think you are a very beautiful woman,” he said. Before she could react, Richard pushed Baker against her desk, pinning her to it by holding down her arms and pushing his weight against her. He brought his face close to hers.
    “Aren’t you tired of being the boss?” he asked.
    The sharp stiletto of Baker’s heel hit Richard in the chest. He fell off of her and onto the ground, clutching at the indentation it had made. Baker looked down at him.
    “No,” she said, “I am not tired of being the boss.”  
    Baker ground her heel into his chest again and Richard moaned.
    “Shut up,” she said. She pushed even harder.
    “You probably think you’re a hit with the ladies, but you don’t know who you’re fucking with,” she said. “Don’t you ever touch me again or lay a finger on any of my employees.”
    Baker paused for a moment, looking at Richard. His hands were under her shoe,trying to stop her from grinding into his chest. His white dress shirt was strained with dirt.
    “Do you understand me, worm?” Baker asked.  
    She spit in his face and he flinched. Her saliva pooled on his cheek, dripping across his face and onto the floor. Richard felt his penis twitch and press against the fabric of his pants.
    “Now get the fuck out of my office, and don’t make me have to call you in here again,” Baker said.  
    Richard scrambled off of the floor and bolted out of the door. He covered his shirt with his blazer and rushed all the way to his car. He slumped in the front seat, pushing his forehead into his steering wheel.
    What the hell just happened? he thought. So stupid. She’s hot, but she’s my boss! Crap, am I going to get fired on my first day of work? I didn’t think she’d get so mad. I was just hitting on her, that’s all. Nothing wrong with that, right? And what happened when she spit on me?
    Richard remembered the moment and