This is just the intro. More lewd scenes to follow. Please let me know what you think!
And to anyone that likes my "Finch Luxury Apartments" story, don't worry, I'm still doing that series too :)
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Lazecon Inc., Earth, 2147, 17:32
Clark sat quietly in the highrise corporate building, twiddling his thumbs after taking a seat at one end of the elongated meeting table. He could see his reflection on its black glossy surface. He quickly realized of how unprofessional he appeared, and slid a hand over his head to keep his stray brown hairs slicked back. He fixed his suit jacket and tried to sit more upright. One on one meetings always made him nervous and sick to his stomach, and he was really hoping it didn't show.
Glancing out of the glass wall to his left, he noticed the sun setting over the city skyline. Ships whizzed into building ports, cars and people bustling around below. It was his favorite time of day. In fact, it was usually the time when he was about to get off of work, but the meeting was running extremely past schedule, and he was forced to stay late until the proposal had been presented to him. After all, his work was very important.
He'd worked extremely hard to get such a well-respected position at Lazecon Inc., yet as young as he was, no one seemed to respect him. Just the title, and what it entailed. And who wouldn't? "Senior Product Administrations Officer" sounds pretty damn important. Even then, some of the older employees still treated him like an intern. He was always looking for something to change that, but never found the right way.
"Ah, Mr. Buchanan!" A vaguely obnoxious voice boomed. It was Mr. Tokoyama, the man presenting a new product idea. Following him, his lawyer Mr. Yukimura, and his physically imposing body guard Jun. Mr. Tokoyama passed through the darkened and decorative room (acknowledging none of it) and neared the other end of the table. He was of average height, but was almost grossly thin and spindly, and had more laugh lines than anyone cared to count.
"So sorry to be late." he continued. "My associates must have had the wrong time."
Well that's bullshit, Clark thought.
"Quite alright Mr. Tokoyama. Shall we get on with the presentation?"
He gave Jun a look, and without hesitation his body guard pulled the chair out and Tokoyama sat down. Jun and Mr. Yukimura stood on either side of him.
"Of course. Let's get started." he answered. Mr. Yukimura took out a small black remote and pressed its only button. Out of the middle of the conference table rose a small black mound. A holographic projector. It was set to display their presentation, which began with a picture of a billboard. The billboard was an ad for pornography, with a woman laying on her stomach, wearing only a bra. Common in the less classy regions of the city.
"Sex." he began, as his lawyer started clicking through more pictures (Heterosexual and homosexual alike).
"Sex sells. We all know this by now. But why?"
