Then there was AT’s reaction when she initiated her sexual harassment suit. Privately she admitted that the lawsuit was really initiated at the behest of Katherine McCarthy, her attorney. The woman had contacted her, met with her several times, and finally convinced her that she was being victimized. Moreover, Katherine had clippings reporting eight prior harassment court victories, each of which carried settlements of at least six figures, while one had crossed into seven digits.
But when the lawsuit was filed, even McCarthy was amazed at what happened next: The company had put her on a paid leave of absence. Candy was drawing full pay even though she hadn’t been near the office in more than a month. Furthermore, it had been made clear to her that the situation would continue until the issues had been resolved or until she asked to return to work. Already she had been out for six weeks, but the paychecks continued to arrive in her bank account with pleasing regularity.Finally, she got out of bed and went into the bathroom. There was a full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door, and Candy examined the reflection of her body in it. For no reason she could explain to herself, let alone to anyone else, she had been plucking her pubic hair until now she had a hairless groin except for a dense and very neat patch of curly hair above her slit. Looking upward, she grimaced as she studied her breasts for the umpteenth time. She glared at her reflection when she noticed that — as usual — her nipples were as hard as pencil erasers and fully extended. Candy didn’t know why this happened, but having erect nipples seemed to be her normal condition.After showering and washing her hair, she towel-dried it and then followed with the electric dryer. Her hair was brown, but it had the usual collection of sun streaks through it. The streaks were in every color from brown through gold, and almost to platinum. Since she wore her hair in an urchin cut, the overall effect was breathtaking. Unfortunately, the whole effect was lost because of her misshapen mouth. Beyond that, though, had her teeth and jaw been normal, Candy would still have dismissed her physical appearance out of hand.Finally, Candy ran a towel slowly between her legs. Although she never masturbated, she loved the feeling of the terrycloth chafing her clit, which came out from its hood to welcome its daily visitor. Although it had not been a part of her thinking at the time, the wonderful sensation had been heightened since she had plucked her pubic hair. Again she felt that wonderful sensation in her cunt as it responded to the momentary stimulation.I wonder what a man’s cock would feel like? she wondered. Or a penis? But I guess it’s called a cock when it’s erect. As if the sight of my body could ever give a man an erection! she concluded sardonically. As she returned to her bedroom, she totally ignored the magnificent appearance of her deeply-tanned body. Another result of her leave of absence had been the fact that she could — and did — spend a lot of time at her health club. There she worked out, swam, and spent time in the tanning machine. Now she was golden all over.Candy’s initial thought had been to dress for her meeting, but she changed her mind. She decided that, for shock effect, she would wear only well-worn Levi’s and a ragged old work shirt. The meeting was scheduled for eleven o’clock at the offices of Clifford & Jamison, the attorneys for AT. Although she had expected Katherine McCarthy to be with her, she was surprised to learn that she would be alone. Katherine had explained that she didn’t want to be there and possibly tip off her trial tactics by saying the wrong thing. Therefore, her meeting was with Sandra Harris and the mediator, Iris Kaplan.Leaving her garden apartment, Candy went to her car. As a mechanical engineer, she kept her car in good mechanical condition, although she admitted to herself that it was on its last legs. It was so old, it was a Datsun; when it was built, that was the name Nissan was still using for its cars sold in the United States. Moreover, because of its age and diminutive size, it was not air-conditioned. In the Los Angeles heat this was something Candy missed, although she had been driving the car for so long she had become used to it.When she arrived at the Clifford & Jamison office building, she let out a soft whistle. Clearly this was not Los Angeles’s low-rent district. Furthermore, she was grateful for the detailed instructions she had received complete with an invitation to park in space number 15 in the building’s basement garage. Locating the space, she realized that there were a number of other numbered spaces that were vacant. The puzzling factor, though, was that there were also five spaces designated for Clifford & Jamison visitors. Why am I not in one of those? she wondered.“I became Brian’s mistress, and the other three — Joan, Cammy and Lois — enslaved themselves to the others.” She paused and then continued slowly, “I guess the Russians changed us permanently. You see, we’re now all more than a bit masochistic.” Rising from her chair, she turned and showed the girls recent whip marks on her back and buns. “This is the way we’re forced to complete our assigned exercises.”Then Janet Cox changed the subject slightly. She pressed a button and a moment later a girl of about 15 appeared. She, too, was naked and very obviously pregnant. “Chris,” she said to the girl, “please check to ensure that the gym is ready for our exercise period.”“Yes, mistress,” the girl replied and then left.“That’s the other major change,” Janet explained. “Although we didn’t make much noise about it, many of the girls who were with us before the war — including you, Kelly — were sent here because of our severe discipline. This place has always looked like a prison, and given the
Kim shrugged. “My husband runs sales and marketing, but that sounds about right. Why?”“Because we’re going to buy 10,000 of them,” Solov replied with a smile. “That’s about a billion-dollar order.” Then with a broad grin he added, “And for an order that size, you two are going to have to buy me my dinner tonight.”Turning to Brad, Kim said, “Sweetie, do think your expense account could handle the price of a dinner tonight for President Solov? He’s only talking about a billion-dollar order, though.”“Sure it can,” Brad replied. “Assuming we don’t eat anyplace too good and he doesn’t order dessert, that is.”Solov howled with laughter. “No wonder you Americans own the world! You’re cheap.”“Waste not, want not, Mr. President,” Brad responded with a grin.That set Solov off again.Turning to Kelly he said, “I really never had a chance to tell you how truly thrilled I am — and my countrymen are — that this film is going to be made of some of your exploits.”To Kim he said, “It’s impossib
Then Müller began to laugh. And his laughter just grew in volume. Finally, he controlled himself and said, “This is so incredibly funny! We came to meet a screen actress. Instead we meet one of the world’s foremost mechanical engineers — your book is even now being translated for immediate publication in German — and a woman who speaks our language better than we do!” Then with his eyes sparkling he feigned a frown and asked, “What other surprises do you have in store for us?”Kim just shrugged again and shook her head.To Brad, Müller asked, “What about you, Captain Kramer? Do you speak any German?”“Oh, sure,” Brad replied airily. “Enough to get by over here.”“And that is... ?” Müller prompted.“Ein bier, bitte!” Brad replied with a grin.“But that’s just ordering a single beer,” Müller protested. “You aren’t even specifying a brand.”“And in Germany, does it really matter? You have something like two-thirds of the world’s operating breweries, and almost all of their beers are good
“June re-engineered the line to take its level of precision back toward the old levels. Now they’re only five times as precise as others instead of 10 times. And in the process, she was able to reduce the parts count in each unit significantly. So now we’re being killed with export business, too.” Turning to Jenny he said, “And I hope you’re happy, bitch!”“Very happy, thank you,” Jenny replied with a grin while sticking out the tip of her tongue.Then to Kim Jenny said, “I have a big favor to ask.”“What’s that?”“Bill Christian has told me about the gorgeous house you’re building next to his,” Jenny said. “I know you’re planning on having a large family, Kim, but you’re needed here, too.” The girl paused and then blurted, “Could I live with you? Please? I can pay, and I can cook,” the girl rushed on. “And I could help with the babies...” When she said that, Jenny began to cry.“What’s wrong, honey?” Kim asked, taking the crying woman into her arms.“You know I can never have childre
Then George came into the discussion. “You both know that from the first day Jenny’s girls referred to themselves as the Leper Colony.” He chuckled, shook his head and continued, “Well, about ten days ago one of the girls made a little sign that said ‘Leper Colony’ and hung it beside their door. Let’s see what’s going on now.”With that he rose and led the way down the hall to the girls’ office. Brad and Kim were puzzled, but clearly George and Bill were amused by the whole thing. When they got close, they could see a large white board about two feet by three feet hanging on the wall beside the door.George stopped to fill them in. “Well, shortly after the girl put up the sign, it was replaced with a larger one, lettered in red, that said ‘The Beauty Queens’. It’s been going on ever since at the rate of a change or two a day. Yesterday’s Beauty Queens sign was done on a steel panel that was painted and then treated with a very expensive material that sheds everything. And I mean every
On Monday morning the two went into the plant together. They expected they would be seeing George Harrison and Bill Miller, but they wanted to have a chance to look around first so they arrived early. They found their new offices side by side and adjacent to George and Bill’s. They also found brand new hardhats — they were in management white — with the AT logo and neatly lettered K KRAMER and B KRAMER.“Now we’re really married!” Kim said giving Brad a warm kiss. As usual, it was intended to be a quick peck but also, as usual, that’s not the way it ended up. She just melted into his arms and realized as she did that it was truly where she wanted to spend the rest of her life. But she continued, “Just think! His and Her hardhats! How incredibly romantic.”Then she changed her tone and said, “Darling, know what?”“What?”“I never gave you anything for a wedding present, so...”“So?”“You’ve owned my meager tits for months, so now I’m giving you my pussy and my asshole. They’re yours, m