Instructions by Mail

"Are you crazy? If anyone sees that I could get fired!" Jo protested.

"You typed it. It's not like I held a gun to your head" Dwight shrugged. Jo had to admit to herself he had a point. She had no idea why she had agreed to write that gross email. Her whole thing had been to control men by lightly flirting with them, not be controlled by them into offering herself as their sex slave!

"That's all for now, but keep checking your emails. Anything that comes through from me, Chuck, Brett, Will or anyone any of us decides to forward it to, you have to do exactly as instructed. To the letter. Have fun!"

As Dwight left Jo somehow knew that what he said was true, even though she had no idea why. She eyed her inbox nervously hoping nothing came back.