Be even meaner

"Caroline, so today is a special day," said James. "It's the day of the month you greet every employee, tell him or her you are my bitch, and offer to lick the balls and deep throat the male employees and tongue out the assholes of the female employees in your office while they are on break. You have those hidden cameras in your office that only shows you on your knees and not the faces of the employees. It's all part of your amateur porn enterprise."

"Oh, yes sir," said Caroline. "It is that day."

"It's weird that the manager is never needed on the day I lend you out to the other employees," I added.

"It is. It works out though," said Caroline.

"'It works out thoooouuggghhh....'"

"Sir!"

"Better, bitch!"

"Now, if you'll excuse me. I'm off to drive your car, or it was your car, but you gave it to me just like you gave me a key to your apartment." You feel the keys in your pocket grow heavier.

"You have to work today...sir," said Caroline.

"I don't work on days I lend you out. Now good thing you have knee pads in your office, since you'll be on your knees a lot. It's also nice you have such a strong tongue and no gag reflex. It also works out you love giving men blow jobs and women rim jobs, and you are awesome at both."

"Yes, sir, it works out wonderfully. Are you coming over tonight, sir?"

"Maybe, by the way, I like the little pink girl's bike you ride to work. The pink tassels and plastic pink basket are a nice touch, and the little license plate that reads James's Bitch! is a nice touch as well."

"Glad you like it, sir!"

"Well, I'm off. Enjoy your day." James left the break room. "Even though none have body odor or greasy hair today, none of the employees have showered for two days and all love it when Caroline is my bitch on loan. None of them discuss this outside of work." James did not want Caroline fired or any trouble. Even though he could fix it with a turn of phrase, he did not want to run around putting out fires. He walked outside to Caroline's car, noticing a pink girl's bike chained to the small bike rack out front. James chuckled as he imagined how Caroline looked riding a bike too small for her. "Caroline's bicycle helmet is pink with white bunny ears...fake bunny ears attached to it." He imagined the helmet had appeared in her office. He saw some of the morning shift employees walking over from the bus stop.