The woman behind you.

In the day, she's the least visible regular employee in the company, quiet enough to be almost ignored, but at night, or at any moment when she's being called to talk alone, she's going to become the boss's own, completely tamed pig, and the job is chained, the desire is the whip, the meeting room in front of the window, the overtime table, the closed elevator, each time being forced to open up with her head, the deep-seated possession, she gives up her resistance completely, except for the instinctive subjugation and the moist match, and she's willing to be used to shake her legs, the waves are not called to the back of the road.