Call Alice and ask for advice

You're lost. Your world is rocked. On a whim, you call the last girl on Earth you'd have relied on for advice ten minutes ago.

You tell her everything. You can hear that she's shocked and amused at the same time. If naked pictures of you in the wild weren't such a frightening prospect in today's America, she'd laugh it off entirely. After a while, she takes control and tells you:

"I see three ways out of this. First, you stop all communication with him right now. You shadow him, and I'll get working on him tomorrow. All we need to know is if he made copies. I'll get him into that meeting room, and you can snoop through his phone. Don't worry, the second I start *accidentally* pressing my boobs on his forearms, he'll think only of fucking me... he's got a tiny dick running the show in his skull, I swear. Oh, the code of his phone is 6969. Hell, the code for his computer AND his email account is SeXG0dF0rL1f3... It's written on a post-it he *cunningly* hides under his keyboard. He's dumb, I tell you. Dumb, but a sex god, indeed. Anyway, I'd gladly do that for you."

"Thank you so much for this..." you say.

"Well, I owe you a great deal more, you do save my bacon at least once a day... besides, he's an idiot, but he does have a huge cock, and he's very, very skilled with it." You can hear that her breathing gets a bit heavier. Surely she's not...? She lets a tiny, tiny moan leave her lips and starts speaking again.

"Uh, well, that's option one. There is option two. You could tell Jake and let him handle this. If it comes to blows, he can handle it. He's no heavyweight, but I remember you telling me he's a brown belt in judo. My bro did Judo too... I know it's quite good. Besides, I don't expect it to happen this way... Jake should be able to outsmart Mr Horsecock here easily, being a lawyer and all. There probably are rules that prevent men from keeping pictures that weren't meant for them, or something!"

"Uh, I don't quite know", you stutter. She answers with sympathy.

"Yes, I can understand why, indeed. The shame, the fear he'll see you differently, and even if he reacts in the best possible way, a woman who needs a man to clean up after her never really feels the same way about herself."

You have to admit, you're very impressed by Alice. She's empathetic and wise. Who knew the bumbling, adorable fool had such deep understanding of human nature? Suddenly, you realize another detail... there is a hidden side to Alice. She not only fucked that idiot, she apparently used him for her own pleasure. She objectified him and made sure she had enough information to protect herself from him. You're glad she likes you and owes you, because you're starting to understand that the lovely, hardworking, goofy girl is also a remarkable actor.

After a short silence to let you take the idea in, Alice speaks again.

"There is option three. You could pretend he's right and you always wanted him, while I get to the data. I mean, honestly, you're amazing at your job, but with my bro in computers and all, I've learned a damn lot. I'm pretty good with IT Security, if I say so myself. Of course, then I have to pass on a good fuck, but I'll be glad to let you enjoy it. He's very good at sex. Almost as good as I am with computers. Your pick, really. You do have to choose now, though. If I'm going to fuck his brains out, I'm going to bed early."