Breast implants have improved my income , romance and unfortunately created fierce competitors at my political consulting agency- which I won’t mention in this article. My job requires that I try and gain interview access with some very powerful and intellectually brilliant men not just in America but also in South America. I can spend 2 to 3 months in a Miami–doing basically nothing, working from headquarters preparing reports, client presentations–then at a moments notice fly off to Brazil to help local politicians influence trade policy communication with our American government.
During the latest presidential campaign here in the United States . I worked every day except New Years Christmas and My birthday! make a long story short, I made about $315,000 in consulting fees and bonuses . I was given a two month vacation from March to April 30th and in that time i disappeared in order to undergo a series of plastic surgery procedures to improve my average Southern college girl looks.
My boss gave me a $15,000 cash bonus in an envelope and ordered me to get rest, a sun tan, dye my blonde hair darker , enlarge my breasts and buy better clothes. At first for 10 seconds I was insanely insulted and I wanted to smash my coffee cup against his bald head..but then the $15k in my hand neutralised my anger. But he was absolutely correct. Without make-up I was still the best looking woman on our team and there were 4 of us, However, I needed to circulate closer and ever closer to very wealthy social “clubs”-as I call them. Oil executives–that’s one club. ..military contractors–another club, ..major food exporters–yet another club and all of these people dress like a million dollars and I do in fact look under-dressed for any occasion. I look like the “help”.
But during my two month vacation , I had my breasts enlarged to a “C” cup, did it right here in Miami. I had my honey blonde hair dyed brunette and a series of face-peels and skin rejuvenation therapies to make my face and neck look ten years younger.
Needless to say, when I did return to the office 2 months later all hell broke loose! The security guard would not let me in –he didn’t recognise me at first.
My male colleagues were pleased in the most political correct way they could be without directly “harassing me”. Bur my 3 female colleagues had nothing positive to say or show me. Basically –women are the worst critics of other women–they acted like real bitches the first week. They found out that my boss had given me extra money specifically for breast implants.
to be continued. . .