Jennifer is a recent college graduate working at a popular law firm. One day she gets a random email from Jay, founder and CEO of one of Kutcher LLP, seeking a 'pen pal'. He would first send her long letters about his life and she would respond with...
Jay couldn't help but launch forward pressing his lips deeply against hers after they taunted him so relentlessly. Why do you do this? He thought, gripping her tighter and reaching for her bosoms. He squeezed them firmly, but gently, rubbing them in a circular motion. Closer... He reached over the top of her dress forcing his palms into her bra, pushing her clothing slightly downwards. He then caressed her nipple with his thumb instructing them to harden between his fingers.
Jenn cursed her body for relishing the touch of his slick hands on her supple breast. She moaned faintly, creating a small gap between her lips for Jay's tongue and thrust her body forward. He then heaved it into her mouth playing with hers unequivocally as she struggled to escape from his grasps. The wriggling of her body beneath him only tantalized him further causing him to tighten his grip on her body. More! She could feel his unyielding shaft probing against her shins. Her heart quickened as he moved from her lips onto her neck, pulling her head backwards by her hair. I hate you, she thought.
Her body filled with heat as she tried to decide whether she hated Jay or herself at this particular moment for wanting him. NO! Suddenly she drove her feet forward as rapidly and as callously as she could to end her turmoil. How could I be so stupid? How could I agree to meet up with someone I didn't know much about? She thought. Because, I fell for him- I'm so stupid.
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It had been about three months since she officially graduated with a Juris Doctor Degree in Human Rights Law and she was eager to start her career, move forward and live her own life. She has already moved into her own apartment straight out of university and was paying for it with her previously part-time, now full time job at as a pharmacy technician.
Jane didn't approve of her living on her own. It was already hard enough for her that the university was located about 300 miles away from their hometown, forcing Jenn to live near campus. And now she was planning to stay there?
"Jennifer, honey?" she asked on the phone. She would call Jenn atleast three to four times a week. "How is the job hunting going?"
"It's okay, mom. I'm still sending out applications." Jenn sat on the bed in the darkness of her room with her covers spread over her head and her cellphone jammed between her head and her shoulders.
"Any luck yet? It's been a few months already." Her velvety voice buzzed through Jenn's ears like bees around their nests, knowing what was going to come next.
"No, mom," she sighed. "I wasn't really trying before, I needed a break. Besides I was trying to get comfortable in my apartment and getting accustom to my new hours. Plus its graduate season now so I'm bound to get something."
"I don't know why you want to work in Seattle so badly. There are lots of opportunities here in Waitsburg."
"Mom, there is nothing there. I don't want to be stuck in a small town, in the middle of nowhere my entire life and working for a lot less than I could be."
"You're exaggerating. What's wrong with that? I've been here my entire life and everything have always worked out well." Jenn exhaled once more, rolling her eyes. "You know, you are just like your father – stubborn."
The truth was that Jenn's mother worked as a paralegal before she got pregnant with her , then quitting her job to become a full-time housewife and mother. When Jenn's father died four years ago, he left the family in a considerable amount of debt, making it more difficult for her mother in mourning. Jenn and her mother were forced to move to a new part of town, where her mother was able to get a job as a secretary in a private business. After that Jenn was determined not to end up like her mother and performed well enough to earn a scholarship to study law at the University of Washington.
"I'll visit you on Christmas and all the other important holidays, I promise." She pinched her nose and squinched her eyes. They burned after she had spent hours sitting in front her laptop sending out resumes one after the other. "I have a headache mom, I got to go, mom."
"Jennifer, honey. I just don't think it's safe for you, as a female, to be living on your own – especially so far away from family and friends."
Ugh! "I have friends, mom. I -"
"I saw on the news that there was a man who sneaked into a widow's house and murdered her. They say he have been peeking on her through the windows and eventually got in. It's dangerous out there you know, you have to be careful."
"I'll be okay mom. You worry too much." Jenn fidgeted with the track pad on her keyboard, clearing away the screensaver and whisking the cursor around the screen. "I love you, mom. Bye."
"Bye, honey." Jenn hung up the phone.
Jenn exhaled, alleviated that she could get her mother off the phone before she drowned her in more lectures. Her mother meant well to her, however she would sometimes become overbearing and overprotective. Maybe that's why I became so socially disabled, Jenn often thought; never having many friends even in childhood.
One more before I go to bed, she was already in the middle of an application before her mother called. All that was left now was to hit the 'submit' button. She clicked it sending an automatic email notification. Instinctively, Jenn went to her inbox to confirm she had gotten the email and didn't enter the wrong email address through her weary eyes. Luckily she didn't. Below it stood another email; unread from a 'Jay Kutcher.'
Jenn lowered her eyebrows, questioning why the email didn't go the to spam folder. After examining the display line for a few seconds she opened the email.
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