When Megan got home that evening, she did what she always did: kicked off her shoes and fed Tabitha, her adorable pet cat. While they waited for their food, Megan eyed the director suspiciously, wondering why the hell her boss's boss was paying for her meal. The bleached cropped hairstyle and the fact that she always wore pants suits had at least told her she was not particularly feminine. " Alison asked, stirring her coffee."I don't think so. Control their behavior through a combination of drugs, hypnosis, sensory deprivation, the works.""That sounds terrible. While they refined their methods and were making valuable progress, the project was canned after ten years. The sexy lingerie suited her and accentuated her figure.It was only when she was about to go run herself a hot bath that she noticed the answering machine blinking. But the meeting didn't seem like Alison had any strange romantic intentions. I don't know the full reasons other than it was seen as a risk. Her breasts were on the small side but were pressed upward by the lace black bra.Now the process is believed to be next to flawless. "I said I wanted to take a good look at you," said Snyde, "and those clothes really aren't appropriate for you anymore."Stephanie looked down at herself and found she was wearing the same cocktail dress she had worn that night with David. Her dark brown hair was immaculately groomed, falling in waves around her neck and shoulders.

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Seven thirty."It was a female voice and that was all it said. At seven thirty exactly, she turned around to see a woman in a raincoat and horn-rimmed glasses. They continued the research privately, developing not only chemical substances to reorient human self-control but full retraining packages that actually improved more and more on the subjects as the years went on. Keep your hands behind you."Despite herself, Stephanie obeyed.

Her face was familiar and as she approached, Stephanie was surprised to recognize her."Alison? What those scientists realized was that the research could also be used for good, to undo damage caused by disease, torture, injury or even simple bad parenting. She felt her hands reach back behind her and unzip the garment. She never usually let anyone see her body outside of the bedroom and she couldn't believe her lack of will power allowing such a personal infringement.

Of course, there was also the understanding by some that a great deal of money could be made in unlocking the user manual to human behavior. I still don't understand what this has to do with...justice? Her heart beat faster, wondering how far this embarrassment would go. " In seconds, one of the doors swung open and another woman entered.

In fact, Chem-Silon built itself up on the back of a number of Seahorse products, including our range of anti-psychotics..."The food came and Alison went quiet, waiting for the waitress to leave them in private again. "So Chem-Silon owes its capital to secret government experiments about mind control? "Sighing, Alison cut into her food, dissecting her steak into tiny pieces. After years of experimenting, those scientists got a breakthrough. Abruptly, Madame Snyde turned to the door and yelled out. The first thing Stephanie thought when she saw the twenty-something year old was that she was beautiful. With her tanned skin and striking features, she possessed Kardashian-like looks that could have made her a model.

The fact that she was a failed actress may have had something to do with her ability to manipulate people but she still created drama wherever she went. In fact, her looks had carried her half the distance. I'm so sorry, I...""Do you expect me to drink a full fat latt? I can't have incompetent nitwits like you in my department. You've crossed the line this time."Jennifer's mouth dropped. You know, just to see if that makes a difference."She hung up the phone without another word. The faster she found the bitch another victim, the sooner she could at least get back to her own work."Nope," said Stephanie nonchalantly, leaning back in her executive seat and throwing the resum in the waste basket. "Megan stood on the other side of the desk, folder in hand. I can't have people like this doing my typing if they probably don't even speak good English."Megan peered down at the African-American man's picture and profile information. In fact, his resum had been left on her desk with a note attached to consider him for the role, signed by Alison Fayre, the regional director herself. As it turned out, he was just as good looking as in his photo. Around David, Stephanie was a different person and not just because she was obviously spending a lot more time in the mornings doing her hair and makeup.

She was a natural blonde but had for years dyed her shoulder-length hair a deep burgundy red, matching her fiery temper. "But....""Get your things and have security escort you out. I now have to spend part of the day trying to find a replacement." Stephanie pointed to the door, tossing the cup of coffee into the waste basket with just the same amount of care that she'd fired Jennifer. She had barely looked at the credentials but had instead peered at the image provided with the paperwork before making up her mind. She pulled another shortlisted candidate from the pile and handed it to her boss. "But he was born and raised in New York."Stephanie crumpled the file into a ball."I have a lot of important data to take care of. Megan assumed he was a relative or friend and she simply shrugged, happy that Alison had had the grace to leave the decision in her hands and not simply force her to shortlist him. Dark hair, cheekbones to die for and a bright smile. She was smiley and peppy, not the sour grump everyone else knew her to be.

Maybe it wasn't time to hang up her hat at Chem-Silon after all. " Prunella Snyde said, wringing her long nail varnished fingers. As she neared them, Stephanie could see her curvy backside, clad in just a thong.

Maybe there was hope to step into a different department or even one of the offices in Europe. Alison spent the rest of the meal elaborating on what she meant, telling Megan that she had seen how intelligent and hard-working she was but fearing that the young woman was getting fed up with getting no respect and no responsibility. She wanted to struggle again but her body wasn't responding to anything she wanted to do. "Now for the final test."She reached for the bonds behind Stephanie and untied them carefully. She found it hard to take her eyes off her, but immediately began to feel uneasy. The raven-haired beauty stopped next to Snyde, put her hands behind her back, set her feet at shoulder-width apart and raised her head up, simply saying "Yes, my queen," in a smooth, well practiced manner. Once a fresh-faced lawyer working in San Diego, Nina had always been a woman in control. She was unexcited by the men she dated or the parties she attended or even the luxurious things she bought every week, from the latest gadgets to the sportiest cars.

More importantly, it was the fact that she had the boss from hell.

Just as she was beginning to wonder about her career options, she heard her manager's familiar voice buzz loudly out of a nearby phone system."Jennifer!!!

For almost five years she had worked at Chem-Silon, a major conglomerate dealing in pharmaceuticals, and was finally close to calling it quits, her eyes moving from the files and folders to the job postings she was secretly flicking through on her phone.