Libraryman
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- Jun 14, 2021
The party was in full swing this Christmas after a long, hot, swealthering day in California. Everyone was cheering and dancing to the sound of the heavy music playing through the speakers, most of them with drinks in hand. Michael had splurged on the venue tonight, making sure that they were in a large building with several dance floors to fit all of the employees in his company in. And their families too of course, he couldn't forget them. That itself was the reason he had thrown so much money at the event after all. He needed them to bring their family members tonight. All so that he could find her.
A couple of months ago, the tech company had their yearly obligatory bring your kid to work day. This sort of event normally annoyed the CEO very much. Employees got less work done, and half the time annoying kids ran rampant in the offices. Not this time though. It was here that he saw her, the young daughter of one of his employees. She was gorgeous, so beautiful for one as young as she was. It was then that he decided that she had to be his.
And so, while others were enjoying the party, he was on the lookout. Standing next to the bar in one of the dance floors, the middle aged gentleman scanned the crowd for his target, a whisky in hand. It matched the look of his white silk dress shirt, black velvet vest, dark grey dress pants, and black dress shoes that shone with a deep polish. He always dressed to impress, but today he wanted to make sure that she noticed him. And if she refused his advances, well, he had other ways of convincing her.
A couple of months ago, the tech company had their yearly obligatory bring your kid to work day. This sort of event normally annoyed the CEO very much. Employees got less work done, and half the time annoying kids ran rampant in the offices. Not this time though. It was here that he saw her, the young daughter of one of his employees. She was gorgeous, so beautiful for one as young as she was. It was then that he decided that she had to be his.
And so, while others were enjoying the party, he was on the lookout. Standing next to the bar in one of the dance floors, the middle aged gentleman scanned the crowd for his target, a whisky in hand. It matched the look of his white silk dress shirt, black velvet vest, dark grey dress pants, and black dress shoes that shone with a deep polish. He always dressed to impress, but today he wanted to make sure that she noticed him. And if she refused his advances, well, he had other ways of convincing her.