It was a late afternoon, the day had already turned dark and the office was silent. Many of her colleagues had already clocked out for work and there were some still trying to finish up. In her large elegant office with obscure windows, Kayla sat behind a dark brown mahogany desk compiled of calendars, folders and documents organized and neatly laid. She was never unorganized and always kept her office tidy. On the wall behind her, displayed her diplomas and degrees. She wasn't ashamed of her success nor did she feel boastful and prideful. Kayla sat there still finishing up the spreadsheets John had asked from her. She was a full-time worker at Global Inc. and was a personal assistant for the prestigious John Hanson CEO of Global Inc. Many of her colleagues considered her as " A Kiss Ass or " sleeping her way to the top.." Even through the harsh rumors and mean comments, she perseveres and tunes out the distasteful negativity. It was starting to get late, she turned to the clock next to her and read "7:30 p.m." Exhausted from work, she noticed the stack of unfinished documents were taunting her. " Oh, crap I forgot about those..." she whispered in annoyance staring at the lifeless papers. She sighs and began to sign them off. She began to feel hot and turned on her small fan on her desk. She started to sweat, her hands were shaken and her white buttoned up blouse began to accumulated water. She unbuttoned the top two buttons of her blouse revealing a little bit of her slightly large bust. "I can do this just four more files to go!" she cheered to herself as she raised one fist in the air. "Finally done!" she groaned softly as she threw her pen down in happiness. Her work was finished and emailed to her boss. She closed her laptop and placed it gentle below into her black computer back that had a pink heart on the front flap. Walking over to the elvators, she saw that she was indeed the last to leave the office. Being used to leaving last, due to working for John made her unafraid of being alone. She was used to it by now. The doors opened and she pressed the button for the garage floor. As the doors opened, she walked swiftly to her Gray BMW that was parked alone alongside the wall. She grabbed her keys from her purse as she adjusted her computer bag. " I should really start parking closer to the door... It is kind of creepy down here alone.." she muttered softly looking around anxiously and nervously while clenching her bags close. Reaching to the car, she opened the door and threw her things inside to the backseat. She began to adjust her skirt that stopped at the top of her knees and showed off her rather large back end. She dusted off her black wedged anklet clasped heels and proceeded into her car.