She rejects them

"I want a raise," you demand, "and a good review of my performance."

"What? No way!" Heather scoffs, "the way you've been doing things, it would be impossible for me to even come up with a believable lie."

You bristle in resentment - even with all your power, you still can't seem to bring her down.

"Well, then, if that's how you want to play..." your voice lowers threateningly.

Just then, Heather looks at the bench. You follow her eyes to see her keycard on the bench. Shit! Did it fall out of her robe?

Before you could even process the sight she was already out of the pool, and before you could get yourself fully up she had grabbed it and sprinted out of the pool room, still naked as the day she was born as you saw her nubile form streaking down the hall from the window. You couldn't help but smile at the sight.