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Chapter 7 by wicker wicker

How does the rest of Jessica's morning go?

A Dollar Here, a Dollar There

Gordon took a sticky note from Jessica's desk. He jotted down his and Gregory's cell numbers. He then took out another dollar from his wallet. "Jessica, I'll give you a dollar if between now and lunch, you take a topless selfie between the two urinals in the men's room and text the selfie to this number." He stuck the note to the bill and waved it in front of Jessica.

Jessica glared at him then looked at the dollar bill she so desperately wanted. "Fine!" she snatched the dollar from Gordon's hand.

"See you around," said Gordon. He and Gregory went into Gregory's office. "That photo will give us more ammo against her if she dares go to HR," said Gordon.

"Well played, my boy," said Gregory. "It's going to be hard to concentrate on work today knowing how much fun we can have with Jessica, though."

"True, so do you really think she'll do anything?" asked Gordon.

"What do you have in mind?" asked Gregory.

"Tell you what," said Gordon, "Go to the bank next door and get ten ones. I'll tell you what I have in mind when you get back."

Gregory smiled and left. He was caught up on some work, so he had time to slip out. He saw Jessica squirming in her chair and wincing as he left.

He came back fifteen minutes later to find both Gordon and Yvette in his office. They were both grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Gregory waved the ten bills. "So what's the plan?"

What's the plan?

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