Her string of curse words was a bit of surprise. I didn’t have a come-back, so we simply touched shot glasses and downed our respective drinks.Rita ...iped her mouth with the back of her hand. We chatted about my work and she told me about life in the Country.“You know,” Rita said, “I’d love to live in a big city like Dallas. I’d be out to a party every night.”As we chatted, Rita slid in closer and closer to where I sat on my bar stood. I could smell her sweet perfume. One shot turned into two,. I also became aware that her eyes were rather extraordinary. There was a deep, sensual, smoldering look in her eyes that hinted at hot fires burning inside her. Those hot, mesmerizing eyes sent out quite a tantalizing signal, in complete contrast to the rest of her demeanor.All of a sudden it struck me that under all the careful camouflage she was in fact one hell of a sexy woman. I am not wanting to take ‘advantage’ of a junior colleague. After all I was an executive and she was an office. She said, "you just wait there. i'll come over and answer that dare." i was smiling and in my mind i told myself "nah, it wont happen". since its almost 2am and i was pretty worn out from the morning pyshio session, i decided to sleep.i was awakened by the sound of an opened door. i thought its just the nurse getting my vitals on hourly interval. i didnt really bother to wake up so i kept my eyes shut. then i heard someone sat on the chair beside my bed. now at this point, i thought hey, no one. I fasten my pants and compliment her, “Thanks, that was great. I needed that."She replies, “'Glad you needed it. Now I need a hundred dollars.”“What?" I mutter.“That's what I charge to swallow a load. We had not agreed beforehand whether I was to spit or swallow, so I just went ahead and did it. Now that will be a hundred dollars, please." "I don't think I should have to pay. You never said you were a hooker." See that Hummer still parked over there?" Yes, so?" Well, he is my manager, or pimp.