After she phoned work organizing the vacation time for the month to spend as Jason’s s*x toy, Daniella was able to relax. She loved her life as a human. Yes, there was no one to live her life with and she never trusted men, but it was her life. She enjoyed baking and helping out at the homeless shelter several blocks from her apartment. Work as a receptionist in the advertising firm was fun. No one, apart from the close employees, ever remembered her. She liked her life like that. Daniella had watched women who struggled to work because of all of the male attention.
There was a time she’d wanted something similar, but then she’d wised up. No one would ever bother her enough to make working hard. She didn’t know everyone who worked in the building as she didn’t venture farther than the
