(Wear the same clothes as in the video "Lips on a Big D*ck ORDER b")

You're a secretary. You had an affair with the company director, but time has p*ssed, and he has a new girlfriend. But you haven't forgotten anything. You're waiting for your chance to get revenge. You've been observing, gathering information. You've chosen the director's birthday as the best day for your plan.

You're wearing a leather jumpsuit and putting on gloves (if possible, insert a scene where you open the door with a key). You start searching the room (you can stretch out the scene, for example, finding papers and taking photos of each one, leaving the frame and returning with a laptop, or it was originally on the table). At some point, your phone rings: "Hello, I'm not in the office. Today is the company director's birthday. Everyone went to the restaurant... I'm a l*ttle sick, so I went home. Yes, thank you. Goodbye!" You're working on your laptop, and the phone rings again. "Are you already at the restaurant? What happened? No, I didn't see the director's phone number. Maybe he left it in the taxi... I'll ask the driver, don't worry, we'll find it. Have fun." You leave and come back with the phone, working on it and finishing your work on the laptop. And then the c*ll comes again. "How was he detained, in the restaurant... what a horror, c*ll a lawyer immediately... I'll try to find out something and get back to you." Now you make the c*ll. "Everything happened faster than I expected, it was so st*pid to leave the safe open. My secret birthday present, did you record the detention on your phone? Excellent. Tax evasion with evidence like that is the end of him. You don't know the main thing yet, guess where I am... in his apartment. I have his phone and keys, I worked here. I found a lot of other interesting information, but the main thing is the 30 million dollars that I transferred from his offshore account to my secret account in Cyprus. I deleted all the data from the laptop and phone, no evidence. I never forgive, my revenge is merciless. If it's not mine, then it's no one else's. I'm waiting for everything to calm down and then I'm flying off to the Maldives on vacation. It's time for me to leave here, a glass of Prosecco is waiting at home, I want to celebrate "my sweet revenge." Bye. You're leaving for a life of luxury.

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