Lora Cross is sitting here waiting to give you your review. Lora tells you to go ahead and have a seat. She is afraid that you will need seated for this. This isn't your first performance review with Lora but it could be your last. She is personally ashamed to have you in her company working under her name. None of your superiors are happy with you. Lora is willing to work with you knowing you have bills to pay and such. Perhaps she could think of a small use for you. You crying and begging like a little bitch has softened Lora so lets do a test run. Lets start by you cleaning her shoes. With what you ask. Your little bitch mouth and little pathetic tongue that spews lies and exaggerates. Don't be shy get in there and clean up if you want a job. After this it looks like Lora has called your weakness. You are a little fucking foot slut. And you are about to worship her pantyhosed feet. Lora smothers you with her feet. You won't be able to breath unless it is through her feet. Now you are here just for Lora's purposes. It looks like we will keep you for the next term. But your pay is docked and you will be helping Lora with... a lot more. Good Luck and GodSpeed.