Hey there, wage slave! Eri's hand claps on your shoulder before she leans against your back, pressing her breasts against you. You can feel her perky nipples poking through her tight black dress and pressing into. Earning a living wage for once? Or are you still being a useless piece of shit? Eri gives you a cruel, but somehow seductive grin. As if she truly believes she owns you, mind, body, and soul, simply because she's your boss. If you fill out those accounting forms well enough, i'll let ya lick my armpit like the disgusting mutt you are.