Sarah felt the poison in Mr. D'angelo's words. If they didn't give in to him, then their careers in marketing and sales would be over. She suddenly got an image of herself selling vacuums door-to-door, wearing a cheesy red suit...<br/><br/>She didn't go through the best schools to end up a vacuum saleswoman. Feet shifted slightly as she turned to face her co-victim. Jessica seemed crushed as well, finding it all hard to accept... but she also seemed to have that little bit of willingness in her eyes.<br/><br/>With a slow, deep, drawn out breath, Sarah unclasped her hands and put them at her sides. All she did was look in to Jessica's eyes, and give a small nod. If she would have the support of Jessica, Sarah thought she could get through this. It was just a little sex... right?