Go tell Candice that her boss is perving on her

No way you’re going to keep this from Candice. Even though she’s busy, you walk up to her and tell her what you saw.

“Manager Patrick has been taking secret pictures of your rack,” you say. Her face goes beet red.

“WHAT?!”

You bring her over to the officer and bust open the door. Patrick is caught in the act zooming in on a secret photo of Candice bent over a table, her tits dangling as she wipes it down.

“Busted,” you say, as Candice begins to curse him out.

“You fucking loser! I’m going to call the cops and the labour board and the corporate office! You’re going to be so fucking fired!”

“No!”

“You’ll be lucky you don’t go to jail!”

“Please, no! I’ll do anything.”

You pull Candice aside. Maybe it would be fun to call the cops, get Patrick arrested, and then see that loser rot in prison for the rest of his life. But you could also ask him to do things for you and **** him.

“Interesting,” Candice says, “Like what?”

“Pay us,” you suggest, “Or do favors for us. He’d basically be our ****.”

A devious smile spreads across Candice’s face. She definitely likes the idea of having Patrick be her ****.

“Okay Patrick. We came up with a decision.”