Carefully you sit down, starting to regret your choice of outfit for your first day, your skirt is both too short and too tight, and even the two inch heels on your shoes seems like 6 inches to you right now as you feel so unsteady on your feet. You are just glad that you took your mum’s advice and wore a jacket over your blouse, so your generous breasts aren’t too obvious.
“Well, welcome to the company then Danielle” he continues once he sees you have settled into the chair, a chair that is remarkably soft and comfortable. “Is it Danielle, or should we call you something else?” he questions as he starts to leaf through the folder that you pass over to his outstretched hand.
“Well, I’m normally Dani” you inform him, to which he simply nods, grabs a marker pen and crosses out the extra letters of your name on the front of the folder, leaving just Dani.
“Easily solved Dani” he grins again as he looks up at you, “Now, I suppose I should give you the normal welcoming spill shouldn’t I”
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