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Chapter Six
"Ms. Morrow, can I see you in my office?" My boss asked as I rubbed at the kink in my neck and blinked sleep out of my eyes. It really didn't surprise me that he was calling me to his office. Ever since the warehouse blew up there had been a tension in the office whenever I was there and the reporter who had written about the story was very vocal about the changes I made.
"Is everything ok Mr. Sims?" I asked as I sat at his visitor chair.
"No Ms. Morrow it's not. Before we go on I want you to know that you are a talented writer and an excellent editor. We have been lucky to have you here for the past two years. Now to the meat of the issue, we can no longer keep you on staff. There have been several complaints regarding your conduct with other staffers and the changes you make to the copy are not what have been discussed. I have kept you on this long due to a sense of loyalty to your father and your skill. Unfortunately that isn't enough any longer. You will receive a healthy severance package and I will offer my recommendation freely. I only ask that you clear out your workspace by the end of the business day and turn in your keys and identification. I have already stripped you of your press credentials. Do you have any questions?" He refused to look me in the eye.
"No sir, I will call a couple of friends to help clear my workspace; I should be out by noon." With that I walked stiffly out of the office and blushed at the looks I was receiving from my former colleagues. As I got to my desk I blinked away my tears and called the first of three numbers I had intended to call.
"Teller-Morrow Automotive, how may I help you?" Hearing my mother's voice took some of the pain away.
"Hey Ma." I tried to keep the strain from my voice but I knew mom heard it.
"What's wrong baby? Who do I have to take out?" It made me smile.
"No one, I got let go today. I need to get my workspace cleaned out and I want to make a statement. Who do you think would help with that and dad would willingly let go?" I bit my lip as I waited for her response.
"Well, if you don't call Juice he'll be pissed and you sure as hell know he'll make a statement on your behalf. Tig will fuck with shit, and I know your dad would let him go help you out. I also think Chibs would do a great job, he knows how to mess with people. Be sure to call your dad and talk to him about it. When you're workspace is clean come to the garage and we'll see what we can do. I love you baby." She hung up and I called my dad.
"What's up baby?" Dad answered on the first ring and I had to smile.
"I got fired dad and I want to make a statement before I leave. Can Chibs, Tig and Juice take some time to help me?" I waited for his answer while he obviously thought it over.
"Yeah, I'll send them over with Jax and Bobby as lookouts. I can't believe Billy-boy would pull shit like this. You know everything will work out baby, be sure to come to the shop with the guys. I'd say you need time to relax." He hung up and I went to the storage room to get a couple of boxes. After I set them on my desk I called Juice.
"We're on our way baby, you ok?"Leave it to my man to actually ask about my feelings.
"Yeah, I was sad but now I'm fucking pissed. I just want to fuck things up. I also want you to fulfill my fantasy and fuck me on the photocopier. You want to help me with that baby?" I could hear his sharp intake of breath.
"You better be ready when I get there. God, I love you." With that he hung up and I started packing my desk. I had filled up the first box when I heard the bikes pull up and I didn't even try to hide the evil in my smile.
The front door slammed open and I heard the heavy thud of boots coming down the hallway punctuated by the sound of papers being thrown to the floor and things being yanked from walls. I kept packing and eventually felt familiar eyes on me.
"Let me finish this packing then we can go to the copy room." He picked me up before I had a chance to say anything and I squealed in appreciation.
We barely made it through the door before his hands were on me. It was quick and dirty and fun, everything I had fantasized about. As we got into it I felt my ass heat up and he smirked, he must have jimmied the copier to work without the code. I smiled in response as the first orgasm hit me. We finished up just as Chibs called us from the front. We straightened ourselves out and Juice picked up the copies and smiled. When we got out the office was total chaos, there was paper everywhere, computers smashed on the ground, cubicles broken. It was a truly beautiful bit of destruction.
"You get what you needed girly? We packed up your office and grabbed the computer. Anything else you want from the office before we go?" He gave me a smile and I grinned back before I went to the break room and unplugged the espresso machine. I had wanted that baby ever since it was installed three months ago and I had to have it. Juice grabbed it from my arms and we walked out as I smiled at my former coworkers who were cowering in the reception area.
My stuff was loaded into the tow truck and I got on Juice's bike, I felt completely at ease as we pulled out and held him close. No one knew me like him and if it hadn't already been proven a hundred times over this would have been the deciding event.