Arthur Throckmorton entered his office before Emily could make she had hoped would be an inconspicuous exit. Unfortunately for her, Arthur had never overlooked a splendid pair of L'Eggs pantyhose in his life. And Emily had the kind of legs that were the equivalent of unleashing full automatic fire during a stealth mission. The pantyhose were just a box of grenades to make sure all the guards were aware of her presence.
"Excuse me, young lady, I am speaking to you," stated Mr Throckmorton in a stern tone.
Emily froze at the door. So close. Holding the stack of files, she tried to think. Okay... what now?
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