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You answer the phone.

"So, do you like her?" says a female voice on the other end.

"Who?" you ask ignorantly.

"Who do you think?" presses the voice.

"Tricia?" you ask.

"Uh huh."

Suddenly you recognize the voice as belonging to Marilyn.

"Yeah," you reply, "she's alright."

Marilyn laughs a little. "Thought you might."

There is a click. The call bugs you all day. As you brought Tricia to work that day, you bring her home that night, and spend more time on her couch discussing and removing women's fashions.

You are becoming more comfortable with her body and she with yours. The next morning on the way to work you unbutton and stroke her torso, whereupon she unzips and nearly sucks you dry.

Toward the end of the week, Craig comes and visits your office. He walks in and shuts the door.

"I hear you have quite the background in marketing," he says.

"Who told you that?" you reply jokingly.

"My wife. She was truly impressed. We struggle a little with marketing now. This is strictly under the hat, but our VP is leaving us. How'd you like to be VP of marketing? It'd involve a bonus and more vacation time. What do you say?"
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