This story was inspired by a rather odd little clip on the internet.
Rating: Pg-13 (for now)
Paring: C.J./ Other
Warnings: Fem-slash, and might be some fun little things mentioned :-P
Authors Prattle: I'm letting you people control this story. So if you like, review and tell me what you want in the next chapter.
"So you're Candy?" she asks me.
"Yeah," her eyes widen considerably, and I smile, "I get that a lot."
She leads me down a hallway, and I follow, a slight spring in my step. I can't believe I get to be her secretary! As I'm lead into a office, I look around, and gulp. It has to be hers… I try to take it all in, until a cough from behind me makes me jerk around. There she is. I cough and stutter, "H-h-hi."
She smiles welcomingly, "Hi. You must be Candice. I'm C.J. Thanks for coming in on such short notice. I know this isn't a long term job, but since Margaret left, they told me to call you."
I grin. I think I might like this job, and besides, she's way more beautiful in person. She gestures to a door off her office, and I walk in. It's not great, but it works. I get to be closer to her, that's a definite bonus. C.J. looks at me uncertainly, and I suppress a laugh, "It's fine, a place to work is better than nothing."
"Great! Could you get caught up on the reports? Then I need to talk to you."
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I have to laugh as I read the ridiculous proposals on this page. These reports aren't all that hard to read, not nearly as hard as I expected. I'm about to look for a continuation on the report I'm reading, when I hear my name shouted from a particularly cranky woman.
I walk into her office, and take in the frown. Uh-oh. "Umm… you rang?" my voice is small.
"Shut the door and sit down."
I comply, taking my seat, looking confused.
"What the hell is this?" C.J. hisses the question, and throws a magazine onto the desk.
Oh dear………
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