She had installed an app that showed her what to do and she just obeyed. In return she was allowed to watch videos and play some games. After a few ho...urs she received an e-mail from the company. They congratulated her on the new mask and thanked her for trusting the company enough to give her control over her body.And she was offered to adapt her work to her new possibilities. The core of the offer was that she should work longer and not have to leave the factory premises and spend her free. I gathered myself and wrapped a towel around my waist and knocked on the bathroom door- profusely apologizing. I said I was really sorry and disgusted with my actions and was willing to face the consequences of it. Still in her sobbing voice she asked me to come in.I saw her there with her face in her hands tears all around sitting on the toilet seat. Me still with just a towel wrapped around. I cleared my voice and again apologized. I placed my hand on her shoulder and said it was a mistake. That way, the coffers would flourish and they wouldn't lose any cash outflow since the whole healthcare thing was slated to be government controlled. That seemed to be received with open arms so he endorsed it fully and moved on to the more controversial concept."I call this the "Sex Workers Bill of Rights".Harry paused dramatically letting his words sink in to the booze-soaked brains of the almost all male audience. Denise flitted across the small stage like a ballerina in heat and bent over. I watching for any crack in her armor, trying to hide my desperateness. Nobody hires desperate. Couldn't hide I was looking, but I'd been on the hiring side of that desk, and I could smell desperation. I was an excellent bargaining chip, if someone was stupid enough to let it show."Weeeeell, you know what things are like out there Miss Corbitt." She said as I perched forward in my seat."Jennifer... please..." I said a little too fast."Okay. Jennifer. I do have a position you'd be perfect for.