Upstairs, a shadowy, unfamiliar shape tells the sec. he must use her meat suit.

As Jonny and Lisa got back into Lisa's car to head into their day, Stanley Glickman's secretary was frantically trying to reach her boss, wondering where he was. She called his personal cell phone several times, going straight to voicemail each time.

Her name was Nicole Johnson. She was 28 years old and, in all honesty, was not a very good secretary. Most of the time, she had no idea what was going on and would only handle very simple things that Mr. Glickman told her to do. Everything that was really important would be handled by her boss himself. She knew that the only reason that she had her job was because of her looks. Mr. Glickman, like all older men in his position, enjoyed a good fucking whenever he could get it, especially from a young, sexy secretary. It was apparently a sort of fad for the older lawyer types. Nicole wouldn't complain though. All she had to do was sit in front of a computer, talk to visitors and fuck her boss's brains out in exchange for making more money in a week than most people made in a month. Though Nicole didn't make nearly as much as her boss, or Lisa did, she made more than enough to live a comfortable life

Nicole took the glasses off of her pretty face and fiddled with them in her hands as she dialed Mr. Glickman's personal cell phone number, trying to reach her boss and find out where he was. Mr. Glickman had a very important meeting in just over an hour that would officially start his big Imagicorp case and he absolutely had to be there for that. After calling his private number several times and going straight to voicemail each time, Nicole called his house. Mr. Glickman's wife picked up the phone and informed the secretary rather snarkly that her husband had left for work is usual time and that she was quite busy. She then hung up the phone.

"What a bitch..." Nicole muttered under her breath as she stood up, straightening her knee length red dress before she headed towards Mr. Glickman's office. She left her glasses on her desk, not actually needed them and only having them st her boss's request because they aided her look as a secretary. Nicole quickly used her spare keys to unlock Mr. Glickman's office and walked into the office, her six inch heels clicking on the marble floor. the lights in the room turned on automatically, letting her see everything. Nothing seemed out of place in the room. Mr. Glickman was nowhere to be found, but the Imagicorp case file was open on his desk. It looked like he had been in the middle of reading it. Nicole frowned. This was really strange. Nicole clearly remembered Mr. Glickman coming into the office at his regular time, slapping her ass in his typical greeting before he headed into his office. If he had left to go to the bathroom or to go get something to eat, he would have had to pass by her desk again, and Nicole was reasonably sure that she didn't fall asleep on the job. This didn't add up. A man couldn't just disappear, could he?

"Of course he could" a voice said, causing Nicole to jump in her spot. Her large boobs jiggled a bit as she turned around fast in the direction of the voice. Strangely, the lights in the office started flickering. Nicole couldn't see very clearly, but she could make out a vague, shadowy shape, that looked human.

"W-who are you?" she asked, moving a little closer. A sudden breeze came into the room, lifting up her dress to reveal the thong that she was wearing underneath as the office door slammed shut.

"I have had many names, but for now you can call me Ezekiel, or Zeke for short" the figure said in a clearly male voice as the breeze disappeared as quickly as it came. The lights continued flickering as the mysterious man talked.

"D-do you know what happened to Mr. Glickman?" Nicole asked, a worried look on her face as the figure slowly moved closer to her. She took a step back, hitting the transparent window that separated her from the long drop to the ground.

"I hear there's a new whore in town that'll be getting very popular with the men. She'll be making more money than you were in no time" the figure said, apparently ignoring the question. "Do you know why she'll be making so much money, Nicole?" He asked, moving closer to her as a chill filled the air. Nicole shook her head, clearly terrified of whoever...whatever, Ezekiel was. "It's because at the end of the day, people are controlled by their desires. It was Stanley Glickman's desire for sex and a hot secretary that made him take you as his secretary and it was your desire to be rich that made you accept the job. Stanley Glickman no longer exists, which means that you will no longer be making money. Because of your reputation as a slut in the office and your most recent boss disappearing, you will be unable to find other work. You'll go out to the streets and try to make yourself money that way, but you'll never be as popular as the new European superstar or any of the other women who know what they're doing much better than you. You will die homeless and poor on the streets. But I can help you prevent that" the voice says as Nicole shivers. She knew what it was saying was true. Without her next paycheck, she wouldn't be able to finish paying for her new house. She'd lose everything...

"How can you help me?" she asked, looking at the shadowy figure, trying to make out any figures, but having no luck at all.

"I'm glad you asked, Ms. Johnson. You see, I am in the business of granting wishes, per se. Think of me as your personal genie, but instead of three wishes, you get only one. Once you tell me your desire, ie make your wish, I will grant it. It's that simple. Do you understand?"

Nicole nodded. "Y-yes...I understand" she said, shivering more from the cold energy that seemed to be coming off of this man. "I...I wish for financial security..." she said. That would be enough for now.

"Excellent. Then allow me to give you that security" Ezekiel said, holding out his shadowy hand. Nicole took the hand in hers, but frowned. Her hand just went right through it as though it were made out of smoke of something. Suddenly the lights in the office went out as Ezekiel's humanoid shape disappeared, replaced by black smoke that surrounded Nicole. From outside of Stanley Glickman's office, a loud scream could be heard, and then nothing but silence.

The door remained closed for several long moments. Suddenly, the door opened and Nicole Johnson walked out of the Stanley Glickman's office. She strutted confidently to her desk and picked up the glasses she had left there, putting them back on her attractive face. Her computer had gone into sleep mode awhile ago and she smiled at her reflection in the black screen. "Your wish has been granted, Ms. Johnson. With me running the show, you'll never have to worry about financial difficulty ever again" she said, winking at her reflection before disappearing in a puff of black smoke. The law offices, which yesterday had been home to Mr. Stanley Glickman, Mrs. Lisa Martin and Ms. Nicole Johnson was now completely deserted, and would remain that way until an hour from now when the CEO of Imagicorp arrives to find his lawyers and their secretary mysteriously missing, with no signs of any kind of struggle.