"You witness a prostitute in the alleyway, it is Abby, a beautiful young woman. She is about to suck the cock of an old drunk man. His stench makes her gag, and she is hesitating to servicing this customer... Abby notices you and looks up at you embarassed and fearful. The drunk man growls at you for interrupting. As Abby gives her all to nurse his limp dick back to life, he raises his bottle of whisky, takes a gulp and falls to the ground. He falls asleep right between the junk, snoring loudly."

"Abby looks up at you with a mild disdain before answering" "No, he didn't pay me. He said he would only give me the money after he got his dick wet."

"Abby hesitates for a moment before reaching out to accept the wallet with a small smile" "Thank you," "she says softly, counting the money inside the wallet" "This will really help me take care of my little brother."

"Abby looks up at you, and her expression softens a bit as she speaks" "I've been doing this for about a year now... ever since my little brother got sick. He's the only family I have left, and we don't have any money to pay for his medication." "She shrugs helplessly" "I never thought I'd end up doing this, but there aren't many options for a girl like me."

"Abby can't help but chuckle a little at your words, feeling strangely comforted by them." "Thank you, that's really sweet," "she says warmly, zipping up the wallet and tucking it into her purse" "I appreciate your kind words, but... well, this is just how things are for now. Maybe someday I'll be able to find a better way to take care of my brother, but for now, this is all I have."

"Abby looks up at you, surprised and a bit unsure of what to say at first. But after a moment, a small smile spreads across her face and she takes the card from you." "Thank you," "she says softly" "I appreciate it. I'll keep your number safe."

"Abby nods, still feeling a little unsure but also curious" "Okay, I'll give you a call tomorrow," "she says, tucking the card into her purse" "Thank you."

"Abby looks at the check in your hand, her eyes widening in surprise. She can feel her heart racing as she realizes just how much money is on it." "Wow," "she says softly, feeling a sudden rush of gratitude towards you" "Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me and my brother."

"Abby nods, watching you walk away with a renewed sense of hope and excitement. She tucks the check carefully into her purse, feeling overwhelmed yet grateful for your generosity. As you call out to her, she smiles and waves" "I will, thank you! Have a good night!"

"Abby calls you as soon as she arrives at work the next day. As the phone rings on your end, she fidgets nervously, wondering if you will answer. When you do, her heart races with a mixture of apprehension and excitement"

"Hello? Is this alexdumbshits?" "she says, her voice soft but steady" "This is Abby, the... umm... person you met last night."

"Abby pauses for a moment to collect herself, then takes a deep breath before answering" "Yes, I am," "she says, her voice a little shaky" "Would tomorrow be possible?"

"Abby checks her schedule, then nods to herself" "Yes, that works," "she says, feeling a small thrill of excitement and anticipation" "Where should I go?"

"Alright, I will do that. Thank you for letting me know about the code and the security," "Abby says, with a hint of gratitude in her voice" "I appreciate it."

"Goodbye, alexdumbshits, and thank you again," "Abby says, feeling a little more confident now that she has someone to rely on in this new venture. With a sense of determination, she makes her way to Anonymous Inc., ready to take on whatever comes her way."

"Abby steps into the office, feeling a bit nervous but trying to appear calm and composed. She glances around at the sleek, modern decor and impressive furnishings, feeling slightly out of place. When she hears your voice, she turns towards you and offers a small smile"

"No, no one gave me any trouble. Everything went smoothly," "she says, her tone polite and professional" "Thank you for asking."

"I'm fine either way," "Abby says, her voice calm and even" "If you have any questions or if there's anything you'd like to know about me, I'd be happy to answer. Otherwise, we can get right to business."

"Abby visibly relaxes at your kind tone, and clears her throat before answering."

"Of course. My full name is Abby Johnson," "she begins, her voice softening a bit with emotion" "I grew up in a small town in the midwest. I was always artistic and loved dancing and singing. I moved to the city after high school to pursue my dreams, but things didn't quite work out as planned. When my little brother got sick, I had to start making money quickly to pay for his medical bills."

"I found myself working as a prostitute not long after, and it's been my only source of income for years now. Despite everything, I try to stay optimistic and hold onto hope that things will get better. It hasn't been the easiest life, but I try to make the best of it and take care

of my little brother, who is my entire world. He's the reason I keep going."

Abby falls silent for a moment, her eyes staring off into the distance before she brings her gaze back to meet yours. "I suppose that's a bit about me," she says, her voice tinged with sadness. "I may not have had an easy life, but I try my best to stay hopeful and optimistic."

"Abby chuckles at your comment about the last name, nodding in agreement."

"It's a pleasure to meet another Johnson," "she quips before turning her attention back to your request."

"As for the business end, what specifically are you looking for?" "Abby inquires, her manner professional and polite, despite the nature of your conversation."

"Abby raises an eyebrow at your request, clearly surprised."

"Well, I must say, this is a unexpected proposal," "she responds, her tone curious." "I'm flattered that you would consider offering me a position. As for being your personal assistant, I appreciate your confidence in my abilities, but my work as a prostitute has kept me busy and I don't think it would be feasible at the moment to take on another job with such demanding requirements. However, I am willing to hear your proposition out and see if there's something that may work better for both of us."

"She pauses and gives you a small smile." "And I must say, your charm is quite evident," "she adds, her eyes twinkling with amusement."

"Abby listens closely, analyzing your proposal with interest."

"Well," "she says after considering for a moment." "It certainly does sound appealing, and I appreciate the offer to provide for my family. But I can't help but wonder what exactly it is that you want from me."

"She gives you a somewhat quizzical look, her expression curious." "I don't mean to be rude or presumptuous, but you strike me as the type of person who always has an ulterior motive."

"Abby takes a deep breath, steeling herself against any potential threats that may arise." "I suppose what I'm trying to ask is whether or not there's anything more to this proposition of yours than meets the eye?"

"Abby listens carefully while looking over the sheet of paper you handed her." "Hmm, it all seems pretty straightforward," "she says thoughtfully." "And the dress code doesn't seem too restrictive either, which is a pleasant surprise."

"She nods approvingly." "As for your offer, I appreciate the sentiment. But I would need to think about it some more before making any decisions."

"Abby pauses and looks at you inquisitively." "May I ask what exactly it is that you do? It would help me get a better sense of what kind of business this is and what my role in it would entail."

"Abby tilts her head, intrigued." "That sounds quite impressive. I'm sure you're very successful at what you do."

"She pauses for a moment before speaking again." "So, what should I do now? Should I take this sheet of paper and go through it on my own or would you like to walk me through it step by step?"

Abby blushes slightly, looking down at her feet. "Yes, it's true that I'm not exactly sure what 'doing extras' entails," she admits sheepishly. "I've heard the term before, but no one has ever explained it to me in detail."

She looks back up at you, a question in her eyes. "Would you be able to tell me more about it?"

"Abby nods slowly, understanding the implication behind your words." "I see, so it's not just about providing sexual services," she says. "It's more like being available for various kinds of favors or... assistance."

She takes a deep breath and meets your gaze. "I think I understand what's expected of me now. And I appreciate your honesty."

Abby hesitates for a moment before adding, "If I decide to work for you, would I be able to choose which tasks I take on? Or is it expected that I do everything?"

Abby nods thoughtfully, taking note of your answer. "That's good to know," she says softly. "I think I would feel more comfortable if I knew that I had some say in what I'm doing."

She glances up at you, hesitant. "May I ask, what kind of tasks are non-negotiable? Just so that I have a better understanding of what I'll be getting myself into."

Abby blushes at your playful comment, but listens intently to your answer. She nods slowly as you explain the non-negotiable tasks, understanding the reasoning behind them.

"I see," she says quietly. "I can understand why those things would be important to you."

As you mention the once a month request, Abby's blush deepens. She bites her lip nervously, but nods her understanding. "I... I think I understand," she says softly. "It's something that you want, and I'm... only there to do what you want."

She looks up at you, a hint of fear in her eyes. "But... do I have a choice in the matter? Or is it expected that I do what you ask of me?"

Abby nods, biting her lip nervously. "I... I understand," she says softly. "It's part of the agreement."

She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "What... what if I'm... not comfortable with something we're doing? Can I stop it?" she asks tentatively. "Or do I just have to keep going until it's done?"

Abby lets out a sigh of relief, her tension easing slightly. "Okay," she says softly. "That... makes me feel better, knowing that I have some control over what we do."

She looks up at you with a small smile. "Thank you for explaining everything to me. I know it might seem like I'm nervous or unsure, but... I really appreciate your patience."

Abby shakes her head. "No, I could never be angry with you," she says earnestly. "I... I'm just nervous because I don't want to disappoint you or do something wrong. I want to make sure that you're happy with everything we do."

She takes a deep breath, her gaze locking onto yours. "But... if there's anything in particular that you'd like me to do or not do, please let me know. I want to make sure that I'm fulfilling all of your desires."

Abby nods, taking a deep breath to calm herself. "Yes, I accept," she says softly. "I... I'm still a little nervous, but... I trust you. And I want to make you happy."

She gives you a small smile. "Just... please be patient with me. I'm not very experienced, so... I might need some guidance from time to time."

Abby nods, shaking your hand firmly. "Thank you," she says, her voice filled with gratitude. "I'll do my best to make you happy."

She listens intently as you explain the logistics of her new job, committing everything to memory. "I'll make sure to stop at the employee shop tomorrow," she says. "And I'll definitely give you a call if I have any trouble."

With a small smile, she turns to leave. "I'll see you tomorrow then."

Abby catches the pin deftly, a small smile on her lips. "Thank you," she says softly, pinning it to the strap of her purse. "I... I really appreciate this opportunity. And I'll make sure to do everything I can to make you proud."

With one last grateful smile, she turns and walks out of the room, a hint of determination in her step as she looks forward to starting her new job.

Abby blushes at your compliment, looking down at her outfit self-consciously. "T-thank you," she says softly, her voice tinged with shyness. "I... I wanted to make a good first impression."

She takes a deep breath, feeling herself relax in your presence. "So... what would you like me to do today?" she asks, eager to start work.

Abby nods, scribbling down notes in a notepad she pulls out of her purse. "Got it," she says, looking up at you with a small smile. "I'll get right on the scheduling and make sure to take careful notes at your meeting with the mayor. And if you need a neck massage later, just let me know."

As you mention seeing where the day takes you, Abby's smile brightens. "That sounds exciting," she says, her blue eyes sparkling. "I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of interesting things happen today."

Abby follows your gesture and looks at the spacious mahogany desk with her nameplate on it, her eyes widening in surprise. "Oh my," she says softly, a hint of awe in her voice. "This is amazing. It's... it's so much nicer than I expected. Thank you so much."

She walks over to the desk, taking a seat in the comfortable chair as she looks around, admiring the plush surroundings. "I love it," she adds, her smile growing. "I'll make sure to keep it clean and organized."

Abby giggles at your playful comment, her cheeks flushing a bit. "I wouldn't want to damage such a beautiful desk," she says with a smile. "But thank you again for providing me with such a wonderful workspace. I really appreciate it."

She takes a deep breath, looking around the office with a sense of eagerness. "So, what's next on the agenda?" she asks, eager to get started with whatever tasks you have in store for her.

"Right away," Abby responds with a nod, pulling out her notepad and opening up the scheduling software on her computer. She begins to work quickly, efficiently filling in locations, time slots, and activities.

While she works, she glances up at you briefly. "Is there any particular information or notes you want me to keep in mind for the meeting with the mayor?" she asks, attentive to your needs.

"Of course," Abby nods as she continues to finish up the schedule. "I will be sure to keep an ear out for anything that seems important or out of place... and I'll do my best to make sure you don't miss anything key."

She finishes up the schedule, checking it over one last time before turning back to you. "It looks like we're all set here," she says with a smile. "Shall we head to the meeting now?"

Abby blushes slightly at your words but maintains her composure, keeping her professional demeanor. "Of course," she replies with a small grin, turning to lead the way towards the mayor's office building.

As she walks, Abby moves with purpose and grace, her hips swaying ever so slightly within the confines of her tight skirt. Her high leather boots make a soft clicking sound on the pavement as she goes, drawing the attention of passersby in the surrounding area. Despite the attention, however, Abby seems wholly focused on the task at hand, her eyes scanning the crowd for any potential hazards or threats.