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"But, I'm just getting started," she replied, "And you promised to hear me out."

"Yeah, well, I think I've seen enough." I responded, looking away from her.

"Hon, you haven't seen anything yet," she said wickedly. Undeterred, and before I could interrupt her again, she continued her presentation. "So, anyway, clearly, I know myself very well. But part of this is you knowing yourself, knowing who YOU really are," she said, pointing at me.

"What?" I asked, a bit exasperated with this whole game already.

"Now, I don't know if you know this, but I've never really liked you that much," she admitted. This admission caused me to bark in laughter.

"If you don't even like me, then... why are you even doing this?" I replied, raising my hands questioningly.

"Exactly," she said, pointing at me as if I hit the exact point she was making. "I couldn't figure it out either. I mean, I find you annoying and completely full of shit. I see your act. I know what you do. No one else does, but I do. I could see through your bullshit, I can't stand this fucking good bad guy act of yours, but I couldn't stop thinking about riding your, no doubt, fat dick" She said.

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"Jesus," I said, sweating a little, shocked at her casual depravity.

"Trust me, you are SO not the type of guy I'm normally into. I mean, no offense, but to a girl like me, you're kinda boring.

Guys like you don't typically have the type of fun that women like me need. So, I started thinking... maybe there's more to you than meets the eye. Maybe deep down, beyond that stiff, dull, boring façade, this whole good guy, everybody's friend act, maybe there's a dirty fucking stud just BURSTING to get out," she said, smiling proudly, acting out an explosion with her arms, causing her big breasts to bounce. "Bursting to get out... dying to be exactly the type of guy I crave."

At this hypothesis, I simply closed my eyes and rubbed my palm on my forehead.

"Tori..." I began.

"I know you think I'm completely off-base, but think about it. I mean, I can't stand you, but for some reason, I can't stop thinking about you. The only explanation is that you are, in fact, exactly my type of guy. And, if I'm right, that would make me exactly you're type of girl," she said perkily, looking down at me. I couldn't help but let out a small laugh.

"Ha... Tori, you certainly have a very... interesting... view of things, but you are completely off-base." I said, trying to be as civil as possible considering what she was proposing.

"I knew you would say that," she said, smirking while rolling her eyes. Looking upwards, she continued. "I mean, it is kind of odd that you seem to always find an excuse to talk to me. You've heard the stories. The nasty rumors. A guy like you in management shouldn't be caught anywhere near a dirty slut like me, but you always found a reason to stop and chat. Chat it up with the office skank."

"I talk to everybody! That's part of being a good manager!" I said, losing my patience slightly.

She was right about one thing. I had heard plenty of rumors about her. Even though, as I said before, I didn't give life to rumors, that didn't mean I hadn't heard them. And the more she went on, as over-the-top as this had already gotten, the crazy things I had heard about her were starting to sound more believable.

Obviously, I had heard that had fucked her way to her current position, but those rumors were positively tame compared to some others I had heard. Among those things was that she had willingly performed a full-on strip tease on one of the desks down on the fifth floor during a Christmas party.

I had also heard a rumor that my dad had hired a really good prospect straight out of college a few last few months, and on his first day, he was caught fucking Tori in one of the supply closets. They were caught by one of the bosses, and although the guy was immediately fired, Tori eventually convinced the guy who caught them to fuck her, turning this penalty into a promotion. Another thing was that one of the other secretaries was spreading nasty rumors about Tori to whoever would listen.

Tori apparently went to that woman's house and slept with her husband. That woman quit the next day. I had also heard that there was an email thread with sexy pictures of Tori, promising full-on shots of her naked breasts. And then, to my surprise, that email had ended up in my inbox, but I had been a good bad guy and deleted the email immediately without opening it.

At times seemed like there was a secret club of men who had been spent one wild night with Tori K. A brotherhood. And you would think that her sole success with men in the company with be with that type of swarthy, douchebags who were willing to play at her level. One of THOSE guys, you know? But then it would be revealed that someone that I was aware knew better energetically leapt into bed with her. Fallen victim to her wiles. One of my oldest friends, a guy named Louis that I had gone to college with, the rumor was that he had cheated on his girlfriend with Tori. I knew he would never do that kind of thing, that this was just a nasty rumor. But when me and a few co-workers ran into him, and one of them brought up Tori, knowingly mentioning her body to him, I could see the heat behind his eyes, and it was clear there was some sort of history there between him and Tori.

I tried to keep my head above this stuff, but these rumors had a habit of reoccurring, no matter how much I tried to avoid them. Even I had my weak moments. When I had heard a guy talking worshipfully about her chest, although he shut down the conversation as soon as he saw me, there was a part of me kinda hoping to hear more, just cause of deep seeded masculine curiosity. If the rumors were true, Tori had a habit of making men do bad things, and staying above the fray seemed to be the best idea.