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**DoktorSnope** · June 16th, 11, 03:37 AM

Name:Miles
Age:19
Occupation:College Sophomore
eyes:brown
height:5'7
Hair: long, black
Postion: submissive uke
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Miles walked into the lobby of Abstergo International, a rather successful pharmaceutical company, with what felt like a hundred pound weight in the pit of this stomach. Being a college student wasn't easy, he had to pay for his own books, tuition, and supplies. Thankfully he was living at home or else he would have that extra burden to carry. Even with his scholarship Miles still had to pay for some things, and those things were enough to ensure that he never got a chance to anticipate a payday before the money was gone again. He was tired of it and needed to find a way to make more cash.

That was when he found out about Abstergo. Well, more like overheard two guys conversation about it when he paid a visit to his favorite adult video store. They had said something about how the company was making a lot of its funds under the table doing something along the lines of prostitution. If you went to the front desk and asked for a "Mr.Rogers" you would be escorted to the topmost floor of the company, dubbed by its by customers as Prostitution Incorporated.

So Miles decided to pay the place a visit and see what they offered. He approached the receptionist desk. "How may I help you today Sir?," asked the young man. "H-hello......Kennith, My name is Miles," he said, looking at the the receptionist's name tag. "I have an appointment today with.......with Mr.Rogers". Kennith looked at Miles dead in the eye, then closed them and stuck his finger under the desk to press a button. To their left a sliding door opened and an older man came hurrying out. "Joe, Miles here has an appointment with Mr.Rogers. Would you please escort him?"

"Right away," Joe said "This way Miles". Joe lead them to an elevator and pulled out a key when the door shut. He took the key and stuck it into a keyhole just under the buttons. One on them that had no number on it lit up, and Joe pressed it. Miles felt sick to his stomach as the elevator rose to the top.....

June 16th, 11, 03:37 AM	#2
DoktorSnope The Resident Battle Medic DoktorSnope is offline Join Date: Mar 2011 Location: Inside a Tentaspy's Nest Posts: 7,937	Name:Miles Age:19 Occupation:College Sophomore eyes:brown height:5'7 Hair: long, black Postion: submissive uke ---------------------------------------------------------------- Miles walked into the lobby of Abstergo International, a rather successful pharmaceutical company, with what felt like a hundred pound weight in the pit of this stomach. Being a college student wasn't easy, he had to pay for his own books, tuition, and supplies. Thankfully he was living at home or else he would have that extra burden to carry. Even with his scholarship Miles still had to pay for some things, and those things were enough to ensure that he never got a chance to anticipate a payday before the money was gone again. He was tired of it and needed to find a way to make more cash. That was when he found out about Abstergo. Well, more like overheard two guys conversation about it when he paid a visit to his favorite adult video store. They had said something about how the company was making a lot of its funds under the table doing something along the lines of prostitution. If you went to the front desk and asked for a "Mr.Rogers" you would be escorted to the topmost floor of the company, dubbed by its by customers as Prostitution Incorporated. So Miles decided to pay the place a visit and see what they offered. He approached the receptionist desk. "How may I help you today Sir?," asked the young man. "H-hello......Kennith, My name is Miles," he said, looking at the the receptionist's name tag. "I have an appointment today with.......with Mr.Rogers". Kennith looked at Miles dead in the eye, then closed them and stuck his finger under the desk to press a button. To their left a sliding door opened and an older man came hurrying out. "Joe, Miles here has an appointment with Mr.Rogers. Would you please escort him?" "Right away," Joe said "This way Miles". Joe lead them to an elevator and pulled out a key when the door shut. He took the key and stuck it into a keyhole just under the buttons. One on them that had no number on it lit up, and Joe pressed it. Miles felt sick to his stomach as the elevator rose to the top..... __________________ "Ze healing leaves little time for ze hurting." Last edited by DoktorSnope; June 16th, 11 at 05:37 AM..