Mesmerized: The Magician's Plaything
Mallorie Griffin
Amazon Edition
Copyright 2012 Mallorie Griffin
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All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Wanted: Beautiful young lady to be magician's apprentice. Knowledge of sleight of hand a bonus, but any and all will be considered. Please send resume and photo to [email protected].
Please note that this is a part-time position, but could possibly move to full-time.
Tamara sighed and clicked the e-mail link. She'd been out of work for so long that she was desperate at this point, and even a temporary position was appealing. Even a position that took advantage of her relative youth and beauty was appealing.
Not that she thought she was any sort of catch. She had long dark hair, yes, but that was probably her best attribute. Her mother had always charitably called her appearance aquiline, which is to say, she had a rather impressive nose. It dominated her long thin face, and not even her large dark eyes could draw attention from it.
She didn't care if this so-called magician found her attractive or not, though. She'd learned long ago, all throughout high school and college that if she didn't take a chance, she'd never get anywhere.
So, she attached her resume and a recent picture, and sent it off into the ether. Hopefully he'd get back to her, but if not, no harm done.
It just went to show how badly she needed a job, though. She'd just graduated from college a few months ago, and in that time, she hadn't gotten more than a single interview. She was desperate for just about any job, as long as it wasn't retail. Tammy didn't go all the way through college just to get a job that she could've gotten in high school, after all. She had standards, after all.
She wondered how long those standards would hold.
For now, she moved onto the next Craigslist posting, and promptly forgot all about the magician's assistant position. After all, she presumed that it was highly unlikely that she would get a call about it.
There were lots of pretty and desperate girls out there.
*****
Tammy was shocked out of a nap by the rumble of her phone on the nightstand. “Drat,” she muttered, snatching the phone up. She hated falling asleep in the middle of the day – it messed up her entire sleeping schedule – but she'd made the choice to do her job hunting in her bed, and she'd paid the price for that particular risk.
Too late now. She accepted the call and pressed the phone to her head.
“Tammy here,” she said shortly, still feeling a little groggy.
“Ah, yes,” the voice on the other side of the line said. It was a guy's voice, and he had a soft British accent. “I'm calling about your resume.”
“Yes?” Tammy replied, immediately perking up. Any response to her resume was a good one.
“Yes,” the man echoed her. “My name is Malcolm Hargrove, and this is in reference to the magician's assistant job.”
“Oh,” Tammy said, trying to hide the disappointment in her voice. She hadn't even expected a reply about that. She'd submitted it more as a joke than anything.
“Yes,” Malcolm said, seemingly unshaken by her lack of an enthusiastic response. “Would you care to meet for an interview?”
“Of course, of course,” Tammy replied. She couldn't afford to turn down any interview, for any position, no matter how small.
“Very good. When can you meet?”
“Immediately. I'm free nearly all the time.” Well, that sounded desperate.
“Can you meet today?”
Tammy glanced at her clock. It was only three. There was more than enough time for an interview, especially an informal one like this. “Sure!” she finally said more brightly than she was feeling. “Just give me an hour to get ready.”
Malcolm gave her the details of their
Mallorie Griffin
Amazon Edition
Copyright 2012 Mallorie Griffin
Check out other works by Mallorie Griffin
If you enjoy this story you may also like:
Sexy Kinky Geeks: A Secret BDSM Office Romance
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
Wanted: Beautiful young lady to be magician's apprentice. Knowledge of sleight of hand a bonus, but any and all will be considered. Please send resume and photo to [email protected].
Please note that this is a part-time position, but could possibly move to full-time.
Tamara sighed and clicked the e-mail link. She'd been out of work for so long that she was desperate at this point, and even a temporary position was appealing. Even a position that took advantage of her relative youth and beauty was appealing.
Not that she thought she was any sort of catch. She had long dark hair, yes, but that was probably her best attribute. Her mother had always charitably called her appearance aquiline, which is to say, she had a rather impressive nose. It dominated her long thin face, and not even her large dark eyes could draw attention from it.
She didn't care if this so-called magician found her attractive or not, though. She'd learned long ago, all throughout high school and college that if she didn't take a chance, she'd never get anywhere.
So, she attached her resume and a recent picture, and sent it off into the ether. Hopefully he'd get back to her, but if not, no harm done.
It just went to show how badly she needed a job, though. She'd just graduated from college a few months ago, and in that time, she hadn't gotten more than a single interview. She was desperate for just about any job, as long as it wasn't retail. Tammy didn't go all the way through college just to get a job that she could've gotten in high school, after all. She had standards, after all.
She wondered how long those standards would hold.
For now, she moved onto the next Craigslist posting, and promptly forgot all about the magician's assistant position. After all, she presumed that it was highly unlikely that she would get a call about it.
There were lots of pretty and desperate girls out there.
*****
Tammy was shocked out of a nap by the rumble of her phone on the nightstand. “Drat,” she muttered, snatching the phone up. She hated falling asleep in the middle of the day – it messed up her entire sleeping schedule – but she'd made the choice to do her job hunting in her bed, and she'd paid the price for that particular risk.
Too late now. She accepted the call and pressed the phone to her head.
“Tammy here,” she said shortly, still feeling a little groggy.
“Ah, yes,” the voice on the other side of the line said. It was a guy's voice, and he had a soft British accent. “I'm calling about your resume.”
“Yes?” Tammy replied, immediately perking up. Any response to her resume was a good one.
“Yes,” the man echoed her. “My name is Malcolm Hargrove, and this is in reference to the magician's assistant job.”
“Oh,” Tammy said, trying to hide the disappointment in her voice. She hadn't even expected a reply about that. She'd submitted it more as a joke than anything.
“Yes,” Malcolm said, seemingly unshaken by her lack of an enthusiastic response. “Would you care to meet for an interview?”
“Of course, of course,” Tammy replied. She couldn't afford to turn down any interview, for any position, no matter how small.
“Very good. When can you meet?”
“Immediately. I'm free nearly all the time.” Well, that sounded desperate.
“Can you meet today?”
Tammy glanced at her clock. It was only three. There was more than enough time for an interview, especially an informal one like this. “Sure!” she finally said more brightly than she was feeling. “Just give me an hour to get ready.”
Malcolm gave her the details of their
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