No

Sara took another bite of her salad, then called her secretary back in, "Rachel, this dressing is odd. It tastes familiar, but I can't place it."

Rachel had to clamp her teeth together to keep from sniggering out loud. She composed herself, "It's just a normal salad. They may have tweaked their recipe."

"Oh well, it's edible," said Sara.

Rachel left and went back to her desk.

Meanwhile Chuck had stopped by Nicole's office, "I fixed the smut problem."

"How so?"

"Now, her computer screen will flash images of ejaculating penises, women licking cum off of their lips, and women with cum in their mouths, but only a few times a minute and very fast."

"Subliminal messaging again?" asks Nicole, "I thought that did not work."

"Trust me. If done right it can. Also, the words 'semen', 'tasty', and 'cum' will flash on the screen. Not only that, but any time she goes to type 'come', c-o-m-e, it will autocorrect to 'cum', c-u-m, and she will have to go back and fix it, same thing with 'see' or 'men', it will autocorrect to 'semen'."

"Oh my god, that's so funny! So, will this really work? Will she eventually start craving cum?"

"We'll see," said Chuck. "Oh, that reminds me. I have to go visit our wannabe cum addict."

A few minutes later, Chuck was in Sara's office, "Sara, I think the person who hacked your computer and flooded those porn sites may be trying to get into our cell phones. Can I see yours?"

"You gotta be fucking kidding me!" said Sara as she turned to look at Chuck.

Chuck smiled as there was a bit of white substance on the corner of Sara's mouth.

"Um, you have something on the corner of your mouth."

Sara licked her lips, "Did I get it?"

"Oh, you got it."

Sara handed Chuck her phone.

"I have to hook it up to my computer to test it," said Chuck. "I hope your computer is no longer flooding you with porn."

Sara looked back at her computer, "I'll see. I have a long report to type to some prospective investors. Please hurry with my phone."

"I'll come as soon as I can!" said Chuck.

Later at his desk, Chuck implanted a program in Sara's phone that any time she listened to a phone call, music, or podcast or anything else, the program would slip in the words 'semen', 'tasty', and 'need cum'. He returned the phone.

On his way out Chuck stopped by Rachel's desk, "So what's next?"

"Nicole's birthday party at the end of the day. We'll have a special slice of cake with a nice creamy icing for Sara," Rachel replied. She high-fived Chuck, who whistled as he went back to the IT department.