The interview

Chapter 2:

I just laugh and finish my coffee before heading upstairs to get ready. Should I go casual or fancy? I swing open my closet doors and begin looking through every piece of clothing. "Wear lingerie under your clothes!" Gale yells up to me as roll my eyes. What am I gonna do with her? I soon see a nice blouse with a pair of WOR pants and some simple heels, not too high, not too low. I smile to myself. That's the one. Since I showered last night, all I have to do is curl my hair, apply light makeup and head out the door! "Gale! I'm leaving! Be back in a few hours!" I call to her as my hand is on the door knob. "Okay chicka! Have fun!" She laughs and once again I playfully roll my eyes and walk out of our apartment and throw my keys into my maroon colored purse.

     After about a 35 minute drive, I arrive at the big universal building as my heart begins pounding nervously inside my chest. I take a deep, soothing breath and step out of my car, lock it, set its alarm and head into the building. "May I help you?" A tall brunette woman asks at the main desk. "Yes, I'm here to see Mr. Anderson for a jon interview" I smile politely and smooth my dress pants. "Oh! You are just on time! Mr. Anderson will see you now. Floor 6, room 113. Its the first room on the right" she smiles a white toothed smile and gestures towards the elevator. I nod 'thank you' and quickly step into the elevator, thankfully alone. You know how it is, a person wanting to have a 3 hour conversation with you in here, even though it's bluntly obvious you have people to see and places to go. I push floor 6 and anxiously wait for the metal doors to open up. **Ding!** they slowly open and I step out as I hear my heels clank against the hard, tile floor. I can already here many voices of people talking as I approach his office. I gulp and slowly walk in to see him...sitting cooly at his desk.

     "H-hello, I'm here for the job interview." I stammer. Damn. Get it together Elizabeth. "Yes, yes I know, have a seat" he replies his in usual cocky, bracing voice. He puts down his newspaper that he was previously reading and smirks at me. "Never thought I'd see your pretty little face again" he says and gives me his half smile, that, before always turned me on. I try my hardest to not blush, but of course, with my sorry luck, it happens. "Oooo she's blushing" he smirks and loosens his black tie a bit. "Just get on with the interview" I snap irritatedly. "And fiesty to" he chuckles before pulling out a couple sheets of paper. "Well since I know everything about y-" he begins "you know NOTHING about me you asshole and if you flirt with me again, I'll walk right out of this building" I cut him off warningly. "Ohh I don't think you will Missy. You know good and well I can make you crazy and full of lust so much you can't stand it" he Sasses back before getting up out of his chair and coming up behind me. "W-what are you doing?" I ask. There goes that damned stuttering again. "Doing what you know you want me to do" he purrs in my left ear and begins kissing and nibbling on my neck as he locks the door slowly. 

     "W-we can't do this, we-we-" I start and he covers my mouth "you know you miss me. I sure miss you" he whispers and unbuttons my blouse, button by button, ripping one of them off. "I just bought this!" I exclaim and he clamps his large hand over my mouth. "Hush! Before someone hears us!" He demands and goes back to kissing down my neck. Why am I not stopping him!? Snap out of it Elizabeth! Tell this tool to stop touching you! Kissing you...in all the right places