Sandy Cashes in

As the clock ticks down to fifteen minutes before the meeting, you feel the familiar knot of anxiety forming in your stomach. Just then, Sandy walks into your office, a mischievous glint in her eye.

"Hey John," she says, a hint of excitement in her voice. "I need to talk to you about the growth award forfeit."

You had been dreading this moment. Throughout your research, the thought of having to somehow step back in the virtual call and expose yourself had loomed over you. You'd contemplated all sorts of scenarios, each more embarrassing than the last. But nothing could have prepared you for what Sandy was about to reveal.

Sandy smiles, sensing your unease. "Don't worry, it's simple. My forfeit for you is to do anything to help me get this deal."

Your mind races as you try to imagine what that might entail. Before you can ask, Sandy pulls out her phone and shows you a series of text messages between her and Victoria.

"Victoria is not just a potential client," Sandy explains, "she’s also my mentor and a good friend. We’ve been texting about this pitch, and she’s made an... interesting proposition."

Sandy: I didn’t want to tell you! I don’t think it should spread around! But it’s trueee.

Victoria: Oh your hot boss, with a slammin’ bod and a porn star cock is just walking around naked and hard all the time. He even gives everyone a show at the end of the day!

Victoria: If you don’t want to tell me, fine. But don’t make fun of me.

Sandy: But it’s trueeee.

Victoria: So he’s just hanging around at work, naked.

Sandy: He is.

Victoria: And he gives presentations? Attends meetings? With it all hanging out?

Sandy: Yes.

Sandy: Well, it’s not so much hanging, as… standing to attention. Sometimes dripping.

Victoria: Stop lying to me.

Sandy: I’m not.

You sense where this is going but you’ve reached the bottom of the screen. Sandy leans closer, and says, “scroll down”.

Victoria: OK, I have time on Tuesday. Bring him down to my office, exactly as you describe and I will strongly consider your pitch and, if I like what I see, I’ll sign off right there.

Sandy: Wow, is this serious?

Victoria: Yes. I am a woman of my word, you know that.

Sandy’s voice breaks through your thoughts. "So, John, looks like you'll need to head down there naked. We both know you’re good at handling embarrassment, and this deal is too important to pass up."

Sandy’s voice breaks through your thoughts. "So, John, looks like you'll need to head down there naked. We both know you’re good at handling embarrassment, and this deal is too important to pass up."

You look at Sandy, your mind reeling. The idea of standing in front of Victoria, completely exposed, is almost too much to bear. But you know how crucial this deal is for the company. You feel a flush creep up your neck and your heart pounds in your chest. With a deep breath, you nod, accepting your fate.

"Alright, Sandy," you say, your voice steady despite the turmoil inside. "Let’s do this."

Sandy’s expression softens slightly, her eyes full of appreciation. "Thank you, John. I know this isn't easy, but it means a lot."

With the decision made, you mentally prepare yourself for the most humiliating and important pitch of your career. The stakes have never been higher, and the thought of what lies ahead sends shivers down your spine. You steel yourself, knowing that today’s challenge will push you to your limits.