Brazzers
Demi Sutra, Alex Jones Pic(s)

The fluorescent lights of the Brazzers office hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the otherwise chaotic scene. Demi Sutra, leaning against a copier with an impish grin, watched the machine spit out a scandalous, life-sized image of herself. Across the room, Alex Jones, looking uncharacteristically flustered in a tight pencil skirt, rifled through a mountain of paperwork. “I can’t find the quarterly reports anywhere,” she muttered, her brow furrowed in genuine corporate distress. A mischievous glint flashed in Demi’s eyes as she sauntered over, the click of her heels echoing on the linoleum floor. “Maybe you’re just not looking in the right places,” she purred, plucking a stray document from the top of the filing cabinet. With a deliberate, slow motion, she let the papers flutter down around them like a bizarre, corporate snowstorm. Alex’s exasperated sigh was cut short as Demi closed the distance between them, the air suddenly thick with unprofessional tension. The forgotten reports were now a meaningless sea of white at their feet, completely irrelevant to the new agenda. This was just another day at the most bizarre office on the planet, where business meetings rarely followed any conventional agenda.
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