He's not coming is he?

"He really isn't coming is he?" Miss Evil says with a hint of sadness in her voice. "Yeah he's not going to bother. Strongman has bigger things to deal with than his tech guy... well former tech guy." You chuckle.

"Wait he fired you?" Miss Evil is shocked. "But you are the best tech guy in the business. Why would he fire you?" You chuckle. "Thanks. Well it's more that he let my contract run out. Shit contract anyway. We don't even get healthcare." Miss Evil's even more shocked. "Even my henchmen get healthcare. I thought i was the evil one." You laugh. "He's more evil than you out if the spotlight. You might be trying to take over the world but at least you're nice." Miss Evil blushes. "Thanks. No one's called me that before."

You continue. "He always belittled me. Made fun of my nerdiness, kept telling me i was replacable. He was a bully and arrogant. But what could i do. He's Strongman. Everyone loves him." You look up at Miss Evil. "So yeah he's not coming but..." you pause a second. "I'm kind of glad he isn't. This week has been the most fun i've had in years. So thank you for kidnapping me." You say with a smile.

Miss Evil blushes again. "Well you're welcome. Can i ask who replaced you?" Miss Evil asks. You shrug. "My understudy Chantelle." Miss Evil shakes her head. "What has she got that you don't?" You laugh. "Isn't it obvious?" You smirk and point at Miss Evil's tits. She looks down and laugh. "Bigger than mine?" She jokes. "Same size i'd say." You state as Miss Evil's smile fades slightly. "It's not Chantelle's fault. I taught her well. So if you do ever take over the world spare Chantelle. She didn't do anything wrong. In fact she tried to persuade Strongman to give me my job back." You smile remebering that.

Miss Evil looks down. "So you got a crush on this Chantelle?" Trying to be teasing while hiding her sadness. "Oh gosh no." You respond quickly. Miss Evil looks up with a smile. "I mean she's pretty but not my type." Miss Evil smirks. "What's your type then?" She asks. You blush. "Feels weird saying this to you but... im kind of the male version of those picky tinder girls. I only want to date women 6 foot or taller." You laugh. Miss Evil gets a big smile on her face. "So..." she says standing up and showing off that stunning body wrapped in her latex suit. You can really see the height of her with the heels on. "Am i your type then?" She say seductivly caressing her figure. You look up at her. "Most definetly." You respond. "Way out of my league but you are my type." Miss Evil blushes but holds her composure. "Of course. Who could ever compare to me?" She laughs maniacally.

*in Miss Evil's head* 'HOLY SHIT I HAVE A CHANCE HERE. HOW HAS THIS DORK NOT REALISED I LIKE HIM. OK OK KEEP CALM MISS EVIL. YOU ARE A FEARED VILLAN. YOU CAN GET THIS NERD TO BE YOUR BOYFRIEND. THEN YOU CAN FIND OUT WHAT KINKY STUFF HE'S INTO. I MEAN IF HE'S INTO FEET SURELY THERE MUST BE SOMETHING WEIRD HE LIKES.'

"Wait here." Miss Evil commands as she exits the room. 'The fuck she thinks I'm gonna go?' You think to yourself. She comes back and passes you a document. "What's this?" You ask. "Contract. I want you to work for me. Full benefits, healthcare, dental, pension. Certainly good promotion chances. Tech's always been a weak spot for me. But with you i would finally have an edge." She smiles and you look at her. "You... you're serious. Why me? I'm a nobody." Miss Evil sighs.