There's good news for Juan. But, first, there's bad news. Layla Redd, his sexy boss, calls him into her office. "Hello, Ms. Redd," he says. "You wanted to see me?" "Have a seat, Juan," Layla says. "I'm sorry to notify you of your dismissal today." Juan is confused. "You mean I get to go home?" "No," Layla says. "I mean you're fired. We've had to make some cutbacks and because you are fairly new, we've had to terminate your position first." Juan is in shock. He can't believe it. He needs this job. "Do you have anything you'd like to say before we walk you to your desk to collect your things?" Layla says. Might as well go for it, Juan figures. "Well, there is one thing I'd like to say. Now that I don't work here anymore, would it be alright to say I've wanted to have sex with you since I got here?" "Excuse me?" Layla says. "I've been waiting to do this for two years," Juan says. "I wish you would have told me," Layla says. "Too bad you have to leave now. How about a goodbye fuck?" And so, in a day or two, Juan will be on the unemployment line. But at least he got to fuck his 41-year-old boss. Which goes to prove that there are good days and there are bad days. And sometimes, there are bad days that turn out to be very good.