A telemarketer (Jane turns off the phone)

"Ugh" Jane says, almost as soon as she picks up. She hangs up and sets the phone down before brushing a red curl of hair out of her face. "Well, boss, looks like it's just you and me for a while," she says. She leans forward over the desk in a way that shows off her cleavage. Her chest isn't huge, but it's still enough to have fun with, and you can see already see her nipples showing through her shirt. She dressed very lightly for the job, since you felt that it helped set the tone. Plus, you had an agreement that she would handle the _massage _if any other dildo-sized people showed up looking for a good time. "So we might as well turn this phone off," she says, her voice dropping. She wags the phone as it flashes through the power down cycle, and then sets it on the desk.

"Well, shoot," you answer, making eyebrows at her, "We're going to have to find a way to spend the rest of this shift." She lets out a husky giggle, wiggling her hips and making eyebrows back at you. You make eyebrows back at her again, and she makes eyebrows back at you again. She giggles and leans in so close that her huge, warm lips brush you slightly while she says

"It sounds like you've got some ideas."