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Hi, my name is James and I want to tell you a story about the office where I work at. And if you stick around, believe me, it is a very interesting story. It all began when I graduated. My roommate Jimmy and I said our goodbyes as I packed up my stuff and left the trusty dorm I had been living in for four years. In my final year of university, I had applied for an internship at what probably sounded like the most evil company in the word: IIA. The International Insurance Association. Sure, the work there was hard and the overtime I was forced to work for free was in the legal grey zone, but I managed to gain a lot of experience there. In fact, I did so well that my supervisor told me that I had been offered to work there full time after graduation. I immediately said yes. The job company paid me well and judging from what I did for my internship, I knew what kind of work I would be heading into. Get in there, make some money and get out. That was both my plan and the motto of the company. What I didn?t know was that inside the office, there was a divide between the interns and the full timers. As soon as I started my first day at the office as a full timer, I could feel how the people treated me differently and that there was this strange sensation in the air. I couldn?t quite put my finger on what it was, but I felt something in the office that I couldn?t feel when I was an intern. Throughout my first week there, my coworkers gave me suspicious looks, as if they were suspecting me of something or contemplating on how to haze their new coworker. I went through that week with my stomach rumbling with confusion and fear. But thankfully, when I finished my work on Friday and was about to go into istanbul travesti my first ever real weekend, nothing out of the ordinary happened. I wished my boss and my coworkers a good weekend and left the office behind me. Little did I know that it was on Monday that things would start to go a little crazy for me at the office. Feeling fatigued, I dragged my feet to my desk on the following Monday morning and prayed that my boss wouldn?t arrive until the late afternoon. That way, I could rest a little. I had a feeling that my coworkers felt the same. ?James?? I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I turned around and narrowed my eyes slightly, my vision blurry from sleeping on the desk. The person standing there was definitely a woman, but since this was only my second week here, all the names and faces did not match up in my head yet. She wore thick black rimmed glasses, but that only added to her attractiveness. She had light blonde hair that fell down to her shoulders, and she wore a tight white blouse along with a black office skirt that showed off the shape of her buttocks. Ever since my days as an intern, I had fantasized about shoving my cock into her. ?Maya?? I said, hoping that I would get it right. ?Yes,? she chuckled, as if she knew that I had trouble remembering everyone?s names. ?Since the boss isn?t here, I?ve been nominated to give you a proper introduction to the way this office works.? ?Alright,? I said, smiling nervously. ?Why... didn?t you do that in the first week?? ?Most newcomers quit after the first week,? Maya replied. ?IIA is too much for most people. Anyone who is still here in the second week is most likely to stay.? ?Alright...? istanbul travesti I said again, not sure if she was trying to persuade me to quit my job while there was still time. ?Anyways,? she said and reached for my mouse. ?Since you seem sure that you want to stay, it?s time for me to introduce to you the website we all use to communicate.? ?Isn?t there already the company network messenger app?? ?We only use that to talk about official office matters,? Maya said. ?Everything we say in there is recorded by the company and could be used against us if we make trouble, so we use another website to communicate anything the boss might not like to hear.? My heart began to beat fast. This was actually kind of exciting. I could see now why Maya choose this early Monday morning to tell me about this. The boss was most likely still sleeping at home and the higher ranking supervisors were too tired from their weekend partying to properly monitor us. Maya used the mouse to open the browser and then downloaded another browser application. ?Internet Explorer has the IIA?s software installed on it,? she said. ?Don?t ever use it to access the website I?m about to show you.? I nodded. Just mere minutes ago, I was so sleepy that I could have fallen asleep on the desk, but now my eyes were wide open, my brain fully awake. This was turning out to be an extremely interesting Monday. Maya installed the new browser and opened. Then she typed in a web address. ?Insuredinsurance dot com?? I read out loud. ?Shhhh!? Maya hissed. ?The supervisors can?t know that we have a website like that. They are loyal to the executive level, not us, the peasant white collars.? I nodded again. It istanbul travesti felt as if I was being introduced to something extremely secretive among the white collars of the lowest level in IIA. No wonder they didn?t let a simple intern in on what they were doing. An intern could use this knowledge to get on the good side of those at the executive level and get a juicy job offer out of it. That was why the lower level white collar workers made sure that only those who could not benefit from the exposure of the website knew about it. If the existence of the website leaked, then the leaker would suffer consequences too. The website loaded and with mouse clicks that didn?t waste any time, she helped me create an account so that I could use features. ?Anything that isn?t directly related to the company, we discuss in here,? she said. ?There?s lot?s of interesting stuff in there. Check it out when you have time, and message me if you have any questions.? I nodded a thanks and began to carefully look through the site. Generally, it was divided into several conversation topics. These topics ranged from office gossips, to a database on information about the boss and information about the relations and power struggles the top executives were having with each other. Clicking on the link about the boss, there was an enormous database about him. The information included his sexual fetishes, which interns he had fucked before, his preferences for ass and breasts and so on. It contained a copy of his weekly schedule that was supplied by his secretary. ?Holy shit,? I mouthed and quickly turned around to see if anyone was behind me. I clicked back to the homepage and looked at the list of topics again. I scrolled to the bottom and saw something that caught my eye. One topic was simply marked with the three letter word ?Sex?. Checking again if anyone was behind me, I clicked on it. My eyes read through the contents of the site and I couldn?t tear my eyes away from what I saw on my screen.