Wouldn’t you just love to take me to work with you? We could have so much fun! I can just see it, you and I walking into your office. I’m 5’7 and with my heels on I am sure we would get some curious looks. You in your business suit, me all in black proudly displaying my pentacle on a chain around my neck head held high as we enter your office space. Making our way to your cubicle, the guys around you just looking at you in amazement.
All because they don’t know the real you. The real you likes to have a special sort of fun. The type that would make them shit themselves if they even were to think about it. They work with you Monday – Friday, interacting with you, going to meetings with you, listening in on conference calls with you, and they are oblivious to what an absolute monster you truly are. To me you aren’t a Monster at all, but to the norms you would be considered one.
With me being there they would get just the slightest glimpse into the true you. Any time someone would come into your cubicle I would stand up, getting as close to them as possible and not say a word. Just to make them feel uncomfortable, if they were to turn their head to say something to me I would hiss at them then lick my lips. I am sure it wouldn’t be long before some stupid bitch, wearing a too tight business suit and flats would come marching up to see you. I bet her name would be Lori, or Rebecca. People that work in HR always have generic names like that, because they themselves are basic.
I wonder what she would say, would she try to make me leave, would she impress on you the importance of keeping a calm and distraction free work place? I hate women like that, trying to act tough when they are just a god damned mess. They more than likely go home to a house they can no longer stand, along with a husband they no longer want, just to end up drinking themselves to sleep every night. Pathetic.
She doesn’t matter though, none of these sheeple do. What matters is yours and my plans for after work, when the real fun begins. Maybe Lori aka Rebecca would like to be the main event in our night of frolic, or she could at least watch. Hell, we could even make her into a movie star by making her a Snuff Queen for just one night to save her from her miserable existence.
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