Something in an office

Lauren had been **** for work and had gleefully accepted the first job offer she had gotten - working in an office building downtown.

Unfortunately for her, she hadn't looked too closely at the actual job when she applied, so instead of getting hired as a "Junior Executive" like she had thought, it was actually as a "Junior Executive Secretary."

Still Lauren needed the work, so when her potential employer had started asking her questions during the zoom interview, the poor girl had rolled with it and taken the job anyway.

She figured she could always try to work her way up at this place, or just quit once she got a better offer from somewhere else.

Either way, she needed this (hopefully) temp job for the moment to at least pay this month's (now much more exorbitant) rent and the minimum payments on her many credit cards.

"You can do this," Lauren told herself as she felt her too-tight body-shaping suit squeezing her like a tube of toothpaste.

The elevator dinged, indicating it had reached her floor. Her face was already sweating, although Lauren couldn't tell if it was because she was nervous, or because of how warm her outfit was.