Protect Ming Zhao

I shove Ming Zhao behind a cart full of equipment, blocking her from view. The doors open to all my co-workers, armed with cameras. Flashes immediately start as I stand there, exposed.

Milly leads the procession with her two friends. "I told you guys! Old Ahab here is a pervert!"

"Look at that cock!" Hanna teases. "Moby dick indeed!"

More flashes come as I cover myself.

"Now, now," Milly says, "none of that. Show us the goods or this goes on the internet and the company website! You'll never work again!"

I cringe and let them see me. All of me.

"Good boy," Milly says. "Now, let's see some poses. Flex for us."

"Fuck off!" I snarled.

Milly glared at me. "One more like that, and these photos get uploaded."

I have ****. I do the pose they ask for.

"Great!" Milly says. "Now, the girls and I want some real poses. Try the Zeus pose."

"A ballerina!" Hanna adds.

"Turn around and let me see that ass!" Rose orders.

I reluctantly do as they say and do all the poses, bathing in the flashes of the cameras.

"Good boy," Milly says. "Now say goodbye to your job."

"What?!" I say. "But you said— !"

"I lied," Milly says. "It's what a bastard like you deserves."

I am about to break down in tears when I hear Ming Zhao's voice beside me. "Excuse me."