*what happened*
boss: broom closet or my office after lunch.

her: cant be doing that anymore.....he's getting his shyt together.

boss: yeah but he's still gonna nut in two minutes and cant eat p*ssy.

her: he's taking me to florida.

boss: nikka cant afford paris?

her: we can still be friends.

boss: your work has been falling off around here.

her: you told me that my job was coffee and.....you know.

boss: the coffee is shyt.

her: you fire me and i'm going to HR.

boss: I have video of you suckin my dikk while talking to him.

her: i'll clear out my desk.

boss: you aint ever gonna amount to shyt.