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she didn’t know
for sure that he would notice the fact, she suspected that he was
exactly the kind of person who kept detailed mental notes. If she
showed up at his office in something different, but every bit as
stylish and professional, it might tip the balance in her
favor.
     
    Gabrielle went to her favorite boutique
clothing store, La Curve, and spent over an hour combing through
the racks, trying to think of what would be best. With her dark
hair and eyes, greens and blues tended to suit her very well.
Gabrielle was surprised at how anxious she felt when she was
comparing different outfits, trying to decide whether her
selections were professional enough, and whether she felt
comfortable in them. She tried more conservative outfits, and felt
constrained enough to know that even if they were stylish and
becoming, she would come across poorly simply because she would be
reacting to how closed up and covered she was. There were a few
that she liked but which she knew were less than perfectly
professional, which were put aside. Gabrielle was surprised at how
flustered she felt. It wasn’t simply an interview with an important
person; in the back of her mind, she knew that she had to vindicate
herself for the incredibly offensive way that Richards had spoken
to her. She had to look her absolute best not only because she knew
that Edwards would respect her more for it, but because she would
respect herself more for proving that she didn’t have to be a size
zero in order to look attractive.
     
    Eventually, Gabrielle abandoned the idea of
choosing a pre-matched set and instead began combining separates;
that was when she finally found her success. She purchased the
outfit and carefully hung it up on the door of her closet as soon
as she got home so that it wouldn’t get wrinkled. She had a pair of
shoes already that would coordinate with it, as well as modest
jewelry. She admired her outfit for a long moment in the evening as
she made her way to the shower. She would technically have time to
bathe before her meeting the next day, but Gabrielle wanted as much
time as possible to get ready.
     
    Her thoughts turned back to Edwards’
tryst with the secretary as she stood in the shower, washing her
hair thoroughly. Gabrielle thought once more how strange it was
that she had been so turned on by what Edwards had been
doing—spanking the tied-up woman, who was clearly enjoying
herself—when Gabrielle had never had even the slightest submissive
tendencies in her life. She would have said that the idea of a
woman being spanked or tied up by a man was repellant if someone
had asked her before that moment; but seeing it in action, seeing
the almost visible current of lust between Edwards and the woman
had been powerful. Gabrielle’s hands began to wander as she called
up details, remembering the strength she had seen in Edwards’ chest
and arms and hands, the look of desire and satisfaction on his face
as he brought his hand down on the woman’s ass. Gabrielle heard the
woman’s moans of pleasure and assent in her mind, and she was so
possessed by her own vicarious arousal that she had to shake
herself out of it. It wouldn’t be convenient at all to have her
thoughts turn to that scene while she was in the interview.
Instead, Gabrielle turned the water to cool and forced herself to
think of her research into the company and into the man who ran
it.

Chapter Four
     
     
    The next day, Gabrielle felt uncomfortably
fidgety as she waited for it to be the right time to start getting
ready. She almost wished she hadn’t cleared her schedule as
expeditiously as she had—one or two tasks unrelated to the
interview would have at least distracted her during the morning
hours. Instead she had breakfast and made a few phone calls, got
caught up on the news, and tried to remind herself that she was
qualified and confident of her rightness for a position with
Edwards Industrials. She knew, deep down, that she was a good
candidate for