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11.18.2017

I deserve more than this end job. When I find out a way to...obtain a significant amount of money by hacking into a particular server and moving a couple of things around, I contact one of the more dorky guys in the office to help me. After a few talks of me trying to persuade him how it's not such a bad thing he's doing, he finally gives in and agrees to do it if I'll go on a date with him after. I tell him when it's done, we'll go on out date to celebrate.

The clip opens with him coming to my house to tell me about the job. He arrives and informs me that it was a success and I can't help but smile as I think about all the ways I plan to spend that money...I just have to get through one lame date and I'm free!

David, the guy I talked into helping me, mentions that dinner isn't until a little later and his hands start to wander on my thigh. I try to be polite and tell him that I think we should go now, but when he reaches up and grabs my breast, I back away from him. I mean after all, he's the one that actually did the hacking and transfer so he would be in just as much trouble if he goes to the cops. After my insisting that we go to dinner, David grabs me by the arm and jerks me over his lap, pulling my arms behind my back. He winds electrical tape around my wrists welding them together. He tells me that he would think I'd be smart enough not to leave incriminating e-mails on my computer. He read the series of messages with a close friend about how to make sure David took all the blame for this so I could keep my shiny clean record. I have a momentary flash of anger about him reading my personal messages. I jerk away from him, kicking and yelling. He wraps his arm around my legs, ankles crossed and once again winds electrical tape tightly around my ankles.

I can't help but think that David is stronger than he looks as I try to get my legs away from him yelling about the invasion of my privacy. In my anger I yell out that no one would have even missed him if he went to jail. That was probably a bad move on my part. I try to backpedal and change my tone and tell him that we can still make a deal. He sits me up and decides that he wants to sample a little first and reaches down to unbutton my blouse.

I try not to flinch as David exposes my breasts. He reaches his grubby little hands inside and gropes my breasts like a man who's never touched a pair before. With one breast in his hand he asks me if we can make a deal. I tell him sure as long as he lets me go right now. David decides that I'm not enough in the driver's seat to make demands. He gets up to grab a few more things, leaving me on the couch trying to figure out a way out of all of this. Find out what he comes back with and if we reach a compromise.