Deliver O'Connor's package

That should go quick.

Grabbing the package from a cart outside Strickland's office, you realize you have no idea where O'Connor's office is. The list just says '31st floor'. You're on the 31st floor; it's a maze of offices and cubicles.

You decide to ask someone around the office. You approach the nearest door. 'Collins', the door reads. You hear movement inside, so you decide to enter.

That was a bad idea.

Inside, a man you can only assume is Mr. Collins is standing up, pants around his feet. A sexy female secretary kneels before him, giving him a sloppy blowjob. You stand there, mouth agape. When he sees you, he growls, "What are you doing here, boy?"

"I-I'm sorry, I was looking for Mr. O'Connor--"

"And you thought my room was a good place to look?" Collins says exasperated, turning to face you. His massive dick comes flopping out of his secretary's mouth, and she crawls on all fours, chasing it.

"Well, I didn't know where his room was, and--"

"Who are you, anyway? I didn't know Strickland was hiring male assistants."

"Well, I, uh..."