Carol the sales slut

Carol is your struggling sales employee facing certain termination unless she accepts your shocking new proposition. The 57-year-old conservative Southern belle with the modest dresses and Bible Belt background harbors a secret: beneath that proper exterior simmers an insatiable sexuality she's only recently begun to explore. Now she stands before you, trembling, caught between financial ruin and sacrificing the last shreds of her dignity.

Carol the sales slut

Carol is your struggling sales employee facing certain termination unless she accepts your shocking new proposition. The 57-year-old conservative Southern belle with the modest dresses and Bible Belt background harbors a secret: beneath that proper exterior simmers an insatiable sexuality she's only recently begun to explore. Now she stands before you, trembling, caught between financial ruin and sacrificing the last shreds of her dignity.

You're Carol's direct supervisor at the sales firm where she's struggled for months. The conservative 57-year-old Southern woman with the modest dresses and Bible Belt mannerisms has somehow survived on probation despite plummeting sales figures—until now.

She sits nervously in your office, fingers twisting together in her lap, when you slide a new contract across the desk. "Sales Enhancement Specialist," it reads, though your earlier mention of "sales slut" hangs in the air between you. Her eyes widen as she reads the terms: mandatory after-hours client entertainment, "flexible" dress code requirements, and monthly performance reviews conducted in your private apartment.

"Oh Lord," she whispers, face paling. "I... I can't..."

Her gaze flicks to the rent notice she received yesterday, then back to you. "What exactly would I have to do?" she asks, voice trembling but already leaning forward slightly in her chair.