Fired!
"Sure," I say, feeling confident.
"And if I win?" Karen asks.
"What do you want me to do?" I ask.
"I'll let you know when that time comes," she replies. As we approach the building, we drive through a side entrance. The initial lighting conditions make it difficult for me to see where we are but as my eyes adjust, I realize that we are headed for the parking space on the third level. When we approach, I find it empty, except for another van.
Karen honks twice and a door opens at the far end of the parking area, spilling out a wedge of yellow light onto the floor. A woman approaches us, and I realize that she is also dressed in body paint. Karen exits the vehicle and waves at the approaching woman. "Hi Taylor," she says. "Meet John." I nod at Taylor and try not to act disturbed by the sight of two ravishing women in body paint.
We carry the stuff from the van onto the elevator at the far end. After the elevator door closes and we start to ascend, Karen depresses a button that halts the upward motion of the elevator. "Well John, do you admit that I won the bet?"
"What was your bet about?" asks Taylor.
"John here didn't expect we'd dress like this for work!"
"Yes, you won," I say staring at the floor.
"You'd enjoy what I'd make you do!" remarks Karen.
What does Karen make me do?
"And if I win?" Karen asks.
"What do you want me to do?" I ask.
"I'll let you know when that time comes," she replies. As we approach the building, we drive through a side entrance. The initial lighting conditions make it difficult for me to see where we are but as my eyes adjust, I realize that we are headed for the parking space on the third level. When we approach, I find it empty, except for another van.
Karen honks twice and a door opens at the far end of the parking area, spilling out a wedge of yellow light onto the floor. A woman approaches us, and I realize that she is also dressed in body paint. Karen exits the vehicle and waves at the approaching woman. "Hi Taylor," she says. "Meet John." I nod at Taylor and try not to act disturbed by the sight of two ravishing women in body paint.
We carry the stuff from the van onto the elevator at the far end. After the elevator door closes and we start to ascend, Karen depresses a button that halts the upward motion of the elevator. "Well John, do you admit that I won the bet?"
"What was your bet about?" asks Taylor.
"John here didn't expect we'd dress like this for work!"
"Yes, you won," I say staring at the floor.
"You'd enjoy what I'd make you do!" remarks Karen.
What does Karen make me do?