Finish up in the bank

Once all the paperwork is complete and your bank account is overflowing, you turn to the bank manager. “Do you know a good realty office?”

The older man struggles to talk, but can't speak.

“Oh right, I ordered you to shut up. You can talk now.”

“Yes,” he blurts, “I bought my house through a very good company. Are you going to rob them too, you little snot?”

“Nah, I have plenty of money now. Call the company for me.”

“You little twerp, you think you're so big? You're nothing!” Despite his tone, the bank manager pulls out his cell phone and dials. You take the phone from him as he finishes.

“All right, be quiet until I'm done.

“Hello? Hi, I heard this was a good realty office. Uh huh. Yeah. Hey, do something for me. Crow like a Rooster. Yeah, do it, crow like a rooster. Louder. Good, now as loud as you can.” You double over laughing. “I can't believe this actually works over the phone. Okay, forget you did that. Tell me, do you have any particularly hot realtors? Great, have her meet me at your office, I'll be there in a few minutes.”

You hang up and look at the fuming bank manager. Then you look over at Gail, who seems worried for him despite being fine with her own situation. You smile. “Gail, do you like this guy? Tell me honestly.”

“Yes,” admits the middle aged loan officer. “I've asked him out a few times, but he declines because he's in authority over me.”

“That ain't right,” you say. “You guys are gonna be strapped for cash now, so you need a cheap hobby and fucking is really cheap. From now on, you two are together.”

Gail and her boss move closer together, but the manager still looks angry. “You can't make two people go out together! I won't do it!”

Gail's lower lip trembles at his objection.

“Yes you will,” you tell the manager. “You love her. You want her and you want her bad. In fact, you want her so much, you're the most pussy whipped guy who ever lived. Every bit of pride you have disappears the moment she asks you to do something.”

A look of absolute devotion crawls across the bank managers face as he turns to his employee.

“And Gail, take control of the relationship. Hard control. Every activity, from deciding where to live to choosing what to watch on TV, you're in charge, and you don't even expect him to have an opinion. Every sexual position, tell him exactly what you want and critique him mercilessly until he gets it right. Heck, make him give you a raise, too. And have him eat you out at least twice a day, you deserve it and you love making him do it.”

Gail turns to her lovesick manager with glee. “I think we're supposed to have my employee evaluation today. Let's go to your office and take care of that, Mr. Lee. You can give it to me... orally. Very, very orally.”

You watch Gail confidently lead her boss to his office. Taking Gillian and Ling in your arms, you walk out of the bank and head towards your appointment with the realtor.