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I’ll come find you when I’ve made up my mind.”
     
     
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    There was no way I could fire her. I’m a dick, but I still have somewhat of a heart, and if she hadn’t told by now, there was the likelihood that she wouldn’t. Besides, I had a lot of other things on my mind. I was staring at the initials I had placed on my calendar. A large TP written in black marker. The TP stood for The Phoenix, which I’m supposed to be at next Friday night. They do a couple of big functions every month and next week was one of the biggest of the year. Last year’s had been wild and I’ve been looking forward to this year’s for weeks. The problem is that I’m worried about going now since I know someone’s trying to blackmail me and thanks to my snooping housekeeper, I now have to worry about multiple people.
     
    Not only was next Friday such a big event, but one woman in particular that I’d had my eye on was supposed to be there as well. With everything unfolding around me, there was no way I could risk hooking up with a new woman—not yet anyway. As much as I couldn’t wait to be in the club, I was worried that I was going to get busted. Even if Natalia didn’t say anything about the pictures to anyone, that didn’t mean that whoever was trying to ruin me wouldn’t be around. The photos I got in the mail had been taken from inside the club. That meant that whoever it was had to be a member of our little secret society. How did I know they wouldn’t be there again to discreetly snap some more shots of me?
     
    If you think about it, it was really brilliant on their part—whoever they were. They could have taken pictures of me at any time while I was in the club, but they waited until I was slamming my cock into some chick in the underground sex lounge. When I’m getting my dick wet, I don’t notice anything else going on around me. Who the hell does? They had to wait until the most opportune time, which meant they might have been following me around all night—or for multiple nights I’d been in the club. Could it have been a girl that I’d been with before? I couldn’t think of any that I had sent away on bad terms. The whole thing was driving me crazy. I really wanted to go to the club to see if I could do a little investigating. As much as I wanted to go for the sexual escapades, it was more important that I find out who had taken the pictures and, more importantly, why. One major problem I have is my self-control. It’d be so damn hard to keep my cock from bursting through the zipper of my jeans. With all those beautiful ladies on display, I knew I’d have a hard time keeping my hands to myself. I needed someone to keep me in check. I needed someone there with me to make sure I stayed on the straight and narrow. Suddenly, it dawned on me. I’d find out exactly how willing my new housekeeper was to keep her new job and my dirty little secrets.
     
    I called down to Bailey and asked her to send Natalia to my office. While I waited for her, I tried to formulate what I was going to say to her. As she entered the room, I stood up from behind my desk and asked her to close the door behind her.
     
    “I appreciate how open, honest and candid you were with me. It really says a lot about you. I wanted to do the same thing and be open, honest and frank with you because I’ve got a proposition for you.” Her head cocked to the side as she tried to figure out what I was talking about. “I feel like we’ve started out very wrong. This has been your first week working for me and I wanted to talk to you about the pictures you found on my desk.”
     
    “This again? I told you I ain’t for sale. I don’t care about those pictures and I ain’t gonna tell nobody about them. Why are you still bringing them up?”
     
    “Let me say this right now, and hear me out. I believe you when you say you won’t tell anyone about them. I really do, and to answer your question about why we’re still discussing them,