Deceive Lati, have some fun at her expense

"Let's mess with the dumb bitch." There's no love lost between these two, that's for sure. Erin always speaks of Lati with disdain that borders on obsession. You're not sure what the short, curvy brunette did to piss Erin off... but Erin is pissed, and there's going to be hell to pay.

"You're speaking my language... but elaborate." Erin fixes her calm blue gaze on you, measuring you up. She's constantly evaluating you, evaluating everyone. That's how a boss lives.

"Hmm," you scratch your chin thoughtfully. You know Erin enjoys degrading others, and would love to mess with Lati. "Lati needs to be in your pocket. You're the chief around here. She thinks she's the new, next big thing... but you need something on her." Erin smiles and nods, her hand trails down to between her legs.

"Lati doesn't seem that smart, and I think I could scare up some dirt on her." Your confidence is building, especially now that Erin has put her hands between her tanned thighs to masturbate to your scheming. "It'll be exactly what you need to finally get an edge over her. She won't be able to look down on you any more if..."

You stop. Erin's stopped masturbating. She hasn't moved much, but the atmosphere in the room has shifted wildly, and you're the odd one out. "Well, uh, um... I'd be glad to help you bring Lati down a peg. That's all."

Having been stimulated at the prospect of Lati's downfall , Erin tosses her ponytail back over her hair, goes to the mirror to check out her immaculate reflection. "So, how?" is all she says; you can practically hear the gears of her mind twirling and whirling.