Being a secretary sucks…

Katie, you have to help me! It’s me, Barbie Dahl. No, dammit.! My name isn’t Barbie, it’s Barbie! I mean, I’m Mr. Miller’s personal secretary.
Katie, you have to help me! It’s me, Barbie Dahl. No, dammit.! My name isn’t Barbie, it’s Barbie! I mean, I’m Mr. Miller’s personal secretary.
Lawrence and Sarah married for selfish reasons; him for her beauty, her for his wealth. They were good friends but neither truly loved the other, and both missed the chaos and excitement of single life. In most circumstances this would mean divorce, but Sarah had heard of an exciting new form of couples counseling that used state-of-the-art technology to help spouses connect with one another. They both thought it would be worth a try.
2 months. I have been undercover for 2 months as the mob boss
Sam Reiser’s personal assistant. I’ve been slowly gaining his trust, and finally, he slipped up.
One moment I was alone in my apartment channel surfing: the next moment a puff of pink and over-perfumed smoke announced the arrival of not one but two TG Fairies. I recognized the first one – we had had several less than successful encounters. Although the last time I saw her, she was a him. And even though she hadn’t been able to make any successful change to my gender, she seems to have found a way to change hers back again. She is back to her blonde, buxomly irritating self.
I have made many mistakes in my life, but perhaps the biggest mistake was telling my girlfriend that her blow job technique could use some improvement.