Nope.

A quick peck on the cheek rouses you from a daydream. A stunning redhead (a la Lauren Phillips) does a quick spin in front of you. Already at half-mast from your fantasy about what might be in your future if you and Eva connect on a deeply personal level. The quick tease brought indecent thoughts to the front of your mind. She giggles after noticing the newly pitched tent, "I'll take that salute as a compliment." After a quick second you stammer out, "I'd be happy to stand at attention all day for you babe!"

Your reunion is cut short as another attendant shouts out, "Eva?" After a not so subtle lick of her lips she leans in close and lets you get a good look down the front of her shit and with a breathy whisper she tempts you, "I'll be back to take that private out on drilling maneuvers after I become your fantasy in both mind and body." You catch yourself staring at the door she walked through for a solid minute after she was gone.

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Steve was the head of the Cosmetic Psychology department. Today was not his day. Some idiot in marketing had approved the release of his "Personality Package" program weeks before it was ready. It was only two weeks into the program and the first disaster occurred. Some unfortunate soul had by accident selected two contradictory Packages, the "Romantic Dominant" and the "Breeding Futa Orc Warleader". This caused the program to load the master file, a multi-terabyte file containing all possible Package permutations that do not require managerial oversight to approve, thank God for small miracles who knows what terror the less public side of BaM Corp was brewing. The poor soul's brain was in overdrive trying to accommodate all of these profiles and was in a medically induced coma until whenever the program ran its course.

Steve walked out into the lobby and spotted a young man staring off into the distance. "Excuse me, you wouldn't happen to be Bruce Beck?" He looked up unsure, "Yes, what can I do for you?"

With a sigh Steve placed his hand on Bruce's shoulder, "My name is Steve and I'd like to talk to you in my office."