CLANG CLANG CLANG (That's the Sound of Robot Sex)
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“[100% organic honey], feel yourself getting dusty already, huh? I could have sworn we only [rearranged you] the other day.” Spamton puffed from his cigar, his grin wide and smug. He then turned in his office chair towards Tenna, spreading his thighs in his neatly pressed slacks. “You know what to do. Get [comfortable comfort.] Unbutton. Unscrew.”
So, eager for praise, Tenna kneeled between Spamton's legs, the heat behind his screen growing to a bright, sparking static of electricity.Series
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“Hey. How's it going.” Tenna didn't look down beside him, but kept as low key as he could, glancing un-suspiciously around the backstage.
(Didn't want to get HR called. It would be a bad look—the boss, the host of the show dating the email guy.)
“Peachy. [Work lingo].”
“Yeah, yeah, I agree.” Tenna nodded along stupidly. “Meet you in the bathroom in five minutes?”Series