Layla McDonald; 21 years old,fairly slim body, C-cup breasts, cury hips, and long, brunett, almost black hair. She was a really nice person, anyone you asked would tell you that. She was always willing to help if you needed it, and she was always there to talk to if you were expieriancing some sort of distress.
She lived with her older sister, Sara, in a marvelous house out on the beaches of California. The two decided to move out here after Sara, who was a fantastic scientist and one of the leading minds in virtually ALL feilds of research, acquired a highley sought after position at a nearby university.
This is where our story begins.
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Julia had only been working for Archer Chemicals for around three months, but in that time she came to learn the inner workings of the company. Things like, which floor had the best air conditioning, which water fountain was the coldest, and which snack machine was kind of broken and often gave you two bags of Doritos on accident. Yes, she was really moving up in the world. Her job was basic, answering phones, running folders from office to office, basic stuff any clerk at a big company would do. She liked it, it was simple and paid the bills, almost. In fact just barely. Things started out fine but as time went on and her bills got larger there was less and less to go around in her bank account. She was seriously considering getting a second job, although the idea was not very appealing to her. She had worked many part time jobs in the past and the thought of going back to stocking shelves or selling furniture didn’t make her happy. It was this thought that was running through her head when she entered the break room one Friday afternoon and overheard the conversation of some friends at the table.
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