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If I were older and more experienced, I would never have gotten involved in this dirty business.
But there was incriminating evidence, and now everything was ready for blackmail.
Fool, I’d rather go with this to the head of the company, and would rather destroy him and not get involved in anything.
But I wanted easy money, for which I paid dearly.
Throwing everything on a flash drive, that day I calmly went home.
A few days later I again discovered the shortage deftly disguised as a bogus company.
Damn, the money swam past me again and I decided to act.
I threw some of the material along with a cover letter to Tamara Sergeyevna’s mail, in which I indicated that I knew about all the machinations and was ready to participate in the case.
Otherwise, all material will immediately go straight to the director of the company and to the prosecutor’s office.
And so, during the lunch break, Tamara Sergeyevna came up to my desk and said, as if nothing had happened: – My dear, come to me at the end of the working day, we need to discuss one question.
Her face was kindly friendly, and her eyes – well, innocence itself.
As if she was inviting for a cup of coffee to discuss some new series or campaign on nature.
And I relaxed.
– Well, Tamara Sergeyevna, I will come by all means – I replied with relief.
Programmer Alexey defiled me by me and, turning in my direction, winked at me cheerfully and approvingly, saying that everything was better still.

The working day is over and everyone is going home.

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I put the workplace in order, turned off the computer and put on lip gloss.
The office space is empty.
I got up and went to the office of the boss.
Looking at myself in the mirror and appreciating my appearance, I knocked on the door.
– Enter – the voice of the boss was heard and I entered the office.
All the same non-poor situation.
Semicircular table, computer table and sofa opposite.
Entering the middle, I was suddenly taken aback and did not immediately realize that in front of me was the programmer and the boss.
They sat as usual – she was at her desk, and he was on the other side of the table, sideways to me, but their faces! There were thin leather masks in front of their eyes and both had bright colored make-up on their faces, exactly the same as circus clowns put on their faces before going to the playpen.
I would never know them if I didn’t know them by their clothes, and besides them there could be no one else in principle.
They looked at me in silence.
Then Alexey walked past me and closed the office door with a key.
“Sit on the sofa and listen,” Tamara Sergeyevna said, and there were threatening notes in her tone.
I obeyed and sat on the edge of the sofa-upholstered leather substitute.
– So, you think you are smart and decided to participate

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in my affairs? – Yes, Tamara Sergeyevna, of course you can destroy all the data, but I saved the materials and the flash drive is in a safe place and I just made two copies on different media – just in case I replied and knew that I was going for broke.
“And how much do you want?” “Twenty-five percent.
The boss suddenly stopped talking and stared at me, and at that moment she looked like the master of Polunin himself, performing blue Bluffs.
Then she leaned back in her chair and laughed loudly.
She laughed and said: “Well, stupid, stupid, holy naivety, poor girl, well, how stupid you are! I looked at her and began to understand the whole failure of my blackmail attempt.
Then she stopped laughing.
Getting up from the chair and coming out from behind the table, she slowly walked smoothly and swaying her steep hips and walked through the office space towards me. Webcam orgasm tube.

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