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Sister Monica's Job Interview

Sister Monica Sister Monica had been out of the Convent that her parents had put her in for only two months when she went to her first job interview. She had been working on her Aunt's farm learning more about the world that she had left for three long years. Now, she was no longer "Sister Monica", but just Monica and back in the big city, ready to start over. Her parents had sent her to the convent since they were very religious and were considered a prominent family in the small town that Monica grew up in that was 15 miles outside the major city in the county. Monica had brought shame to her family's good name thanks to an addiction to alcohol and late-night romps with the men around town. Once Monica had graduated High School, however, these fun activates came to a screeching halt as her parents tricked her into admitting herself into a strict Convent instead of a Private College as she thought that she was going to. While at the Convent, she learned a re-newed self-respect for herself as well as a new-found piety that she never had before. Still, some nights, when a hot wind blew and the humidity was high, she would lie awake in her room and touch herself like she used to, if only to cool the desire between her thighs until she could regain control of her senses. Now she was applying for a job as a secretary in a major Firm and was extremely nervous. Even though she had done secretarial work before, she wasn't sure that her qualifications were quite up to snuff. To ...

... offset this, she decided to wear her best outfit, a blue blouse, black blazer with a white skirt. Her hair was teased over to her right shoulder and she were 4" black heels accessorized with a gold Flower lapel pin. She was definitely dressed to the 9's! "Monica? Mr. Davis will see you now" said a receptionist. Monica walked briskly to the office door and was met with a cool draft of air and such a sight that she took a sharp breath of surprise. The office was the size of a large living room and just as lavish. the back wall was made of 12' high glass windows that gave a spectacular view from the 25th floor and the mahogany desk was large and well-carved. There were two leather chairs the size of small recliners in front of the desk and a small wet bar on the right. She walked down the two small steps to the office floor toward the desk and took a seat. There was no one else in the office besides her. Then, a creak sounded off to her left and she saw a panel of books swing toward her and from the passage emerged a man in his late 20's dressed in an impeccable suit of grey. He smiled and said, "Hi! You must be Monica!" "Chris Davis, V. P. of Research and Procurement". With that he offered her his hand, which she took, and gave it a small shake. Monica was so startled by his sudden entrance that she blurted out "What's back there?" before she had a chance to think of how rude that sounded. "What that? That's my Escape Route! It leads to the hall and is helpful for when I want to get ...