[REDACTED] quietly got out of the Uber and tugged her shirt down self-consciously. She grabbed the folder and closed the door. The car immediately sped off. The entire car ride had been silent after she told the driver the address. It took her a moment to find the place, in a strip mall with a sad-looking convenience store and a long-defunct surplus store. In between, in big, bold letters, declared ‘WRU RECRUITMENT & ACQUISITIONS OFFICE’. The door was wide open, showing a plushly-carpeted waiting room beyond. [REDACTED] took a deep breath and walked in.
A woman at the front desk smiled at her with a brightly lipsticked mouth. She must have been in her mid-thirties, going by the garishly bright sweater she wore and the faint lines beneath her makeup.
“Hi, how can I help you?” She looked [REDACTED] up and down appraisingly.
[REDACTED] fidgeted with the hem of her shirt. “Um, is this the WRU office?”
“It is. I’m representative Monica.” She tapped her nametag three times. “How can I help you?”
“Oh. Um. I, uh… I’d like to sign up.”
“As an acquisition, or a client?”
[REDACTED] laughed. “Oh, an acquisition. I don’t have enough money for that.”
Monica smile. “I’ll need you to fill out these forms—” She handed her a paper=filled clipboard and a fake-flower pen. “—and all necessary documentation outlined here, here, and here.” She tapped each with a manicured nail.
[REDACTED] took the clipboard with a shaky smile. “Thanks.”
She walked back to a chair, sat down, and got to work. Only fifteen minutes later, she was back at the desk. Monica raised an eyebrow.
“You’ve read all the documents?”
“And you’ve signed and dated everything?”
“And you’ve got all of the required documents?”
“Yes.” She passed her the manila folder. It had the originals of everything— birth certificate, ID, insurance card, everything. She took a shaky, relieved breath as she let go of all of it. Of her. “It’s all in here.”
Monica smiled. “Good. Wait here until you are called for your interview.”
[REDACTED] nodded and sat back down.
The door to the rest of the building opened and a middle-aged man poked his head out. “[REDACTED]?” [REDACTED] looked up. “Come on back.”
[REDACTED] stood, smoothed out her shirt, and followed her through the door, down the hall, and into a room that was empty save for two chairs and a table.
He pointed to one of the chairs with his pen. “Sit.”
She did. He sat on the opposite side of the table and smiled.
“Now, before we begin, is your named [REDACTED]?”
He checked off a box on his stack of papers. “And are you over the age of eighteen?”
He checked off another. “And is your date of birth [REDACTED]?”
He checked off yet another. “Good, good. Now that that’s all taken care of, we can get to the real question: Why do you want to become an acquisition of WRU?”
“Well, uh, I’ve heard a lot about the company. And I understand that it won’t be easy, but, well, I want it.”
“And what is ‘it’?”
“Well…” [REDACTED] shifted in her seat. “I want to be someone’s. Completely. I mean… you know, S & M stuff… uh…” [REDACTED] looked down, face red.
The man seemed unbothered. “So, you would rather be a Romantic type?”
“Uh… yeah. Or Combination. Or anything, really. My preference isn’t supposed to matter, right?” She looked up to see a smile spread across his face.
“Right. You’re ahead of the curve on training, aren’t you?”
Her face flooded with relief. “I hope so…”
He wrote something down, then looked back up. “So, why else?”
“Oh, well, I know I could go other places but WRU is a really good company. I actually interned for you guys in college, in advertising. I guess it worked, huh?”
The man returned her small smile with one of his own. “I guess so.” He pulled out a thick ream of papers from his folder. “Unless you have any questions for me, you can go ahead and sign. After you sign and date, you will officially become property of WRU to be sold to our select client list. Do you understand?”
[REDACTED] nodded, skimmed the contract, and signed her name. The man skimmed took it back, skimmed through, and signed as well.
“Excellent. Follow me, 982910.”
982910 stood and followed.