Wally World

Everyone wants to work for Mr. Wallace and if lucky enough to be hired by the man, no one ever leaves their employ with the Wallace Corporation.  Not only is Mr. Wallace filthy rich, but it is rumored that his entire office is one big playground for the erotically charged.  The rumors about Mr. Wallace and his playboy image are widespread, but no one has ever been able to substantiate them.  Abby does know that she is the only woman fresh out of college to have ever been chosen for an interview with the man, and she chooses the very best of her worn out wardrobe to impress him.  After hearing all the rumors, but doubting that many of them are true, she enters the grand structure of the Wallace Corporation with high hopes for an entry level position.  When she arrives at the suite of Mr. Wallace at the very top of the building, her personal interview is much more than the young woman had ever anticipated.


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The old man, Duke’s father, Mr. Duke Wallace, Senior, had amassed a fortune from shrewd oil deals, the glory days of the Gold Rush, corporate takeovers, leveraged buyouts, and maybe even a little insider trading, though that was just a rumor.  Duke Wallace, Jr., the current head of the Wallace Corporation, was only thirty-two years old, and loaded.  Not only was he loaded with money, but he was loaded with having every woman he had ever wanted as well.  The handsome cowboy who looked as if he had been photo-shopped wanted to be known for what he brought to the boardroom, not the bedroom.  Duke Wallace was every woman’s dream with his dark eyes and facial features that could make a woman melt.  And the man’s body, well, let’s just say that he could fill out a pair of jeans to perfection in the front and in the back.


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Abby looked at herself in the full length mirror.  She fluffed her hair to give it that “play with me” look and smoothed her skirt.  She stepped into a pair of four inch heels, the one luxury she had purchased for the interview, and she was ready to go.  A limo had arrived at Abby’s apartment to pick her up, a classy touch that had more than impressed the young college graduate.  The long car had darkened windows, of course, so the mystery of meeting with Mr. Wallace would be well preserved.