Fucking Manager

She's got that Director title, sure, but right now she's strutting through the office in a skirt so tight you can see exactly what she's offering. She's got her boys in training right where she wants them—bent over desks, spread across conference tables—teaching them how to use her properly, and she's never satisfied. Always hungry for the next load, the next position, the next set of hands pinning her down while she guides another eager apprentice through the paces. She's been bent over every surface in this building and still wants more, still gets that gleam in her eye when a new guy steps up to learn what she can really handle.