Samantha smiled at the gorgeous young redhead who greeted her at Laura’s penthouse doors. “I’m here for the weekly meeting,” she added unnecessarily. “Yes, she’s ready for you,” Carly replied in her distinct Southern accent. “Go ahead and go on in, Ms. Chase.” As she walked to Laura’s office and shut the tall, solid wood doors behind her, Samantha wondered if Laura had hired Carly for her innocence, her beauty, her corruptibility potential, her phenomenal tits, or all of the above. Whatever the reason(s), she didn’t blame her. “We’ve projected revenues for the next six months and we expect them to be less than those of the prior six months,” Laura intoned into the webcam relaying her image to her Sr. Vice President of Sales, as she waved Samantha to her desk. “Listen Ted, the meeting starts in five minutes. Let’s continue this conversation then with the others. I’ve got to sign off right now.”
