EGO

CURIOUS

Devin sat in Honey’s office at Begonia, looking at the payroll and expense sheets. She finally was able to get her computer and security system updated, so Devin was happy about that. His aunt told him she had a professional accountant come do her taxes and expenses last year, but from what Devin was looking at, said otherwise.

Instead of asking questions, he started to work on getting all her reports in order and creating files for all her employees. He knew it would take a while to enter all their information into quickbooks and get updated information for their files, but Devin was up for the challenge.

“Regardez ce que nous avons ici,” (look what we have here) a voice said in the office doorway.     

Devin looked up and saw a tall and curvy brown woman dressed in a long, tight black dress, staring at him. Her blonde dyed hair was pulled up into a bun.  

“Bonjour, je suis Devin,” (hello, I am Devin) he answered.     

“Oh, tu parles ma langue.” (oh, you speak my language) the woman walked into the office.       

She sat down in the leopard chair that was in front of the desk and crossed her legs. “Êtes-vous le nouveau comptable?” (Are you the new accountant?) 

"Non, je suis le neveu de miel.” (no, I am Honey’s nephew)

She smiled and leaned forward. “Oh yes... she told us you would be visiting. But why are you here in her office?”

“Why do you care?” He asked.

“Are you always this rude?" She asked.

“Are you always this intrusive?” 

She smirked, then leaned back and switched her crossed legs, letting her split fall to the side. Devin continued typing. The woman sat looking at him, then spoke.

“Aren’t you going to ask me who I am?”

“Should I?” he asked.

 “Yes, you should…” she sat there waiting for his response. 

“Hey Marcy, do you know where Starlet went? I need my blow dryer, and her door is locked,” another worker said in desperation.

Marcy rolled her eyes. “She’s in thee dining area.”

“Thanks!” she said and hurried off.

“Well, bonjour Marcy. It was nice meeting you, but if you’ll excuse me, I would like to finish my work.” Devin gave her a light smile and continued working.     

Marcy got up even more curious than she was coming in. He looks too young to be in a brothel handling important information. But he has a very adult demeanor…I’ll be keeping an eye on him.

She figured this would be temporary anyway….if not she’ll make it that way.            

A month of summer was over, and Devin had Begonia’s finance records in tip-top shape. Honey decided to give Devin a weekly check, he declined but she wouldn’t take no for an answer.  Honey even sent the women to Devin if they had any questions about their pay, medical, or house fees.

Most of them fell in line with Devin’s HR authority, being that he knew what he was talking about. He even helped them with their own personal finance questions and upkeep.  But, then there was Marcy and Amber trying to go against the grain but never could get a rise out of Devin. 

“My paycheck is short, plus I no longer wanted a paper check. I want cash.” Amber stood in front of Devin’s desk. 

He was on the phone and gave her a quick glance then continued with his phone conversation.