Yes!

Crissy knew that Mr. Kinkade owned a few other businesses on top of this one and could only think that she would be helping him with those ones too. She knew it was going to be a lot of work but thought that if she was going to make a mark for herself, this was the next step.

"Of course! I mean, yes, I find your offer quite agreeable," Crissy said, trying to edge out her excitement.

"Excellent!" replied Mr. Kinkade. "I shall just need you to fill out the form on my desk and it shall become official as of tomorrow! If you will excuse me for only a moment I need to change up my clothing a bit for my next appointment today."

Crissy walked to the desk and began to try to pull the pen from inside her purse. It was wedged under her wallet and the more she tugged the more it seemed stuck. Suddenly, the bottom of her purse ripped and she soon found the contents of her purse spilling on to the floor. "Damn it!" Crissy muttered.

"I'm sorry what was that Miss. Doland?" Crissy looked up and saw that he had walked to the end of his office and was stand behind a door that she guessed opened to a personal closet. "Nothing sir, just dealing with a purse malfunction," Crissy replied as she knelt down and began trying to scoop up her belongings from the floor.

Crissy was only a couple of eyeliner pens away from having it all cleaned up when she suddenly got the feeling she was being watched. She looked over her shoulder and saw Mr. Kinkade duck back behind the door. He had been watching her, more importantly staring at her ass, which Crissy now found to be completely hanging out of her short cocktail dress. It must have bunched up when she crouched down.