The OF Girl Ch. 251-260

You cleared your notifications, shaking your head and smiling to yourself as you headed straight for the second conference room. You, Gemma and Sabrina were still on the 'special assignment' for Garrisson, and you were the first to arrive as you looked over the piles of boxes and files that the three of you were busy sorting. It had been about ten minutes of just starting to get yourself started for the day when Eric knocked on the conference room door.

"Save me," he said as he walked in and flopped into one of the open chairs.

"Hey," you said. "From what?"

"Working with Andy alone for another week," Erica sighed.

"Let me guess, you're needing to cover for him solo now and it's a lot harder to do without the three of us to help out?" you asked.

"That and he apparently has a new girlfriend," Eric said. "He's been sending me pictures all weekend." Eric took out his phone and tapped on it a few times then turned it for you to take. You looked and saw it was Eric's texts with Andy, and Andy had sent him almost a dozen photos of him and a pretty, if somewhat crunchy-hippy, woman. There were multiple photos of them smoking up, and it looked like they were out on a farm or something.

"She's attractive in a 'lives on a commune and is one with nature' kind of way," you said.

"Dude, she's an actual Pot Grower. Like, she works at a pot farm as a scientist making different strains of pot," Eric said. "I think Andy might be in love."

"So what's wrong with that?" you asked.

"How doesAndy have a girlfriend, andyou have a girlfriend, and I don't?" Eric moaned. "Look at me, I'm a catch. I'm well dressed, I look good, I come from a good family with connections, and I have a paid internship at a good law firm. I don't understand!"

"OK, first, ouch," you said, frowning and holding your heart at his unintended low-key disrespect. "Second, have you considered that maybe you're trying too hard to have sex and not really trying to meet people?"

"I don't understand," Eric said. "I'm trying to meet people to have sex."

"That might be the problem, Eric," Sabrina said as she came into the conference room. "Sorry, I didn't actually hear anything, but I assume it's girl trouble for Eric."

"It couldn't be girl trouble for John?" Eric asked. "What if he's having problems with Gemma?"

"I'd already know, first of all," Sabrina said with a sad smile at Eric, stepping over to him and putting a hand on his shoulder comfortingly. "And also, John doesn't have girl problems the way you have girl problems, Eric. And even if he did, he's never bitched about them like you do."

"Yeah, well... phooey," Eric frowned.

"Phooey?" you asked.

"What else am I supposed to say?" Eric asked.

That got you and Sabrina chuckling. "Look, if you want toactually meet someone, I can help," Sabrina offered. "But you need to give me access to your dating apps and permission to change things around."

Eric hesitated a long moment, looking a little pained, then sighed and held out his phone to her. "OK," he said. "Do your worst."

"Don't you mean do your best?" you asked.

"That too."

Sabrina took the phone and went and sat in another chair down the table, starting to look through Eric's apps, then glanced back up. "You can go to work, I'll be a little bit," she said.

"Fine. But I want it back for lunch," Eric said.

"Eric, you're not a complete basket case, it won't take methat long to fix things," Sabrina said.

Eric left, and you looked over to Sabrina. "You're really going to help him meet someone?"

Sabrina shrugged. "He deserves something for everything he's back us up on," she said. "Plus, I think I know someone who might actually fit with him."

"Whose that?" you asked.

Sabrina broke into a smirk. "Lucy," she said.

"Oh, God," you groaned. "Really?"

"Good morning, baby," Sabrina smiled at you and pursed her lips in an air kiss.

"Morning, babe," you sighed and laughed.

Chapter 258

Gemma had come in with the Monday coffee orders and joined us in the conference room afterwards, though you were left working solo for a little bit as Eric's dating app profiles got a makeover from both women for about a half hour until they joined you in working. You had gotten a good morning kiss from Gemma, little more than a peck, but it was still more than you could do with Sabrina so you made do with squeezing Sabrina's hand when you were positioned behind some boxes on the conference table. That made her smile and squeeze back.

It was mid-morning and Sabrina had just come back from dropping off Eric's phone to him when Garrison came into the conference room with a bemused smirk on his face. "How goes it in here?"

"It's going fine, sir," Gemma said. "Sorting it all is taking some time, but we'll get it done."

"Good, good," Mr Garrison nodded. "Look, you two. I've received another cease and desist letter directed to you. Are you certain you're not doing anything to antagonize this internet troll?"

"Sir, neither of us are doing anything like that," you said.

"No social media quips, no making the meme things?" Garrison asked.

"Sir, I was with them most of the weekend," Sabrina piped in. "Neither of them even mentioned the internet guy while we were hanging out. We watched movies, we went out for lunch, and we even went to a little party and to a pub. We were too busy, y'know, being alive for them to be spreading rumours online about someone."

"Well, he seems to think you are," Garrison sighed, wiping his face for a moment and shaking his head. "What about Eric?"

"That... we can't say either way," you said. "I can go talk to him."

"Just got get him and bring him in here," Garrison said.

You glanced at the girls and then went out to fetch Eric. After the first cease and desist letter you'd hinted that you might have known who it was doing it, but couldn't remember if you'd named Eric or not. Or if you were supposed to talk to him before now. Everything that had been going on had shifted that whole situation with the online rapper/commentator idiot from the club out of your mind.

Back in the usual intern conference room, the space felt sort of empty with just Eric and Andy in the room. Andy was currently typing with just two fingers, while Eric had his sport coat hanging on the back of his chair and looked like he was about ready to sweat through his golf polo he was working so hard. You knocked on the doorsill as you entered. "Hey, Eric; Garrison wants to talk to us in the other conference room."

Eric looked up and blinked, stretching his fingers. "Right now?" he asked.

"Yeah," you nodded. "You good?"

"Just trying to make do," Eric said with a vapid, fake smile.

"Well, let's not keep the man waiting," Andy said as he started to stand up.

"No, Andy - it's just Eric," you said.

"What? How come?" Andy asked, looking hurt.

You suppressed the urge to tease him or give him a little barb. As he looked over at you, you could tell Andy was either still high from last night or had smoked a bit before coming in that morning. He was just as rugged as usual but had a sort of dreamy haze in his eyes to go with his tiredness. "It's not about intern work," you told Andy. "He's actually in heaps of trouble."

"Oh, shit," Andy said, turning to Eric. "It's been nice knowing you, man."

Eric gulped and followed you out of the room. "Am I really in deep shit?" he asked.

"No," you chuckled, then thought for a moment. "Well, not heaps of it anyways. I just said that to distract Andy."

"Well, what's this about then?" Eric asked.

"I'll just let Garrison explain," you said.

Garrison had Eric sit down in one of the conference chairs while he perched up on a clear spot on the table. This began a soft, almost insidious grilling of Eric that led to your fellow intern spilling his guts about how he'd gotten invited on a half dozen different podcasts in the 'Manosphere' and how he'd gotten a ton of new social media followers. That had all been around the time of the first cease and desist letter though, and while you and Gemma sat and listened, and Sabrina listened in while working on the other side of the room, Garrison talked Eric around to spilling about the last week.

"I just needed another push, right? I mean, I was hoping to try and connect with some of the YouTube lawyer guys who do commentary in the Manosphere but I lost momentum so I did a supercut with my own commentary on the original video, along with commentary from some of the podcasts and other red pill guys that covered the story. And I sort of ended it with commentary on DeezChains rebuttal streams, where I went a little hard but it was all just opinion stuff and I made sure not to cross the line into defamation or anything. And it worked! It's spinning in the content cycle again and I might have some more podcast guest spots coming up next week."

Garrison took in a deep breath and then blew it out slowly, closing his eyes until his lungs were empty. Then he resumed normal breathing and opened his eyes. "Alright, Eric," he said. "You are going to come to my office, I'm going to need to see everything you've said publicly about this. Every tweet or post, every podcast appearance, and this 'supercut' you made. You three-" you pointed and you, Gemma and Sabrina who had blatantly stopped working to listen in at the end. "Back to work."

Eric followed Garrison out of the room, looking nervous as hell.

"Well, at least he's getting famous out of it," Sabrina said when you were alone.

"Yeah, but famous with who?" Gemma pointed out. "A group of people who think 'DeezChains' is a legitimate name to go by."

You coughed to try and hide your laugh, but both of your girlfriends looked over to you with a raised eyebrow.

"Sorry, I just- Kat18," you said.

Sabrina blushed cutely, and Gemma tried and failed to suppress a little smile.

Chapter 259

"Well, whilethat is going on," Sabrina said, taking the files that were in front of her and moving over to set them on one of the stacks. "I would like to make a proposal."

"What's that?" Gemma asked as you and her stood up to get back to work as well. You'd made it through roughly a little over a third of the total boxes of files over last week, so there was still a lot to go.

"I think we should try setting up Eric on a date with Lucy," Sabrina said.

You groaned. "I thought you were kind of joking."

"I kind of was, and kind of wasn't," Sabrina said. "I mean, think about it. Eric desperately wants a summer girlfriend, right? And Lucy desperately wants a summer boyfriend or longer. She's going on dates all the time that don't pan out. So what if we kill three birds with one stone here - we hook up Eric with a girl, we help Lucy find something stable with a guy who isn't awful and who we can help train to not be a complete ass,and we can try to get in better with Lucy in case she's made connections with Joy at Tasha's party."

"She's... not wrong," Gemma said, turning to look at you.

You weren't surewhat you were feeling. You didn't particularly like Lucy anymore, and you hadn't even really thought about her for a couple of years until that night at Gemma's when she'd sort of fallen into your life ass backwards. But... Eric?

"I mean, the other option I see is that we get John and Lucy to fuck," Sabrina said, and then laughed at the expressions on your and Gemma's faces. "Look, Lucy is unhappy and horny. We've caught her listening in on our sexy times before. Not only that but when she caught you naked in the kitchen, John, she didn't exactly run away. She's wondering how you got and are keeping the both of us happy. She's wondering what she missed out on with you - which, by the way, I'm very happy she did. At some point she's either going to try to make a move on you or she's going to blow up, and if she blows up it'll either fuck up Gemma's living situation, one of our lives, or something else bad. And it'll probably also have a fallout radius that will screw with Charlotte and Becca as well."

"God, I can't believe we're considering this," Gemma sighed, sitting down in one of the chairs and leaning back to look at the ceiling as she held a stack of papers in both hands.

"So what do you think, baby?" Sabrina asked you. "If you're not comfortable with your ex getting with Eric, do you want to just do the deed and taste the forbidden fruit? It doesn't need to be all lovey-dovey, it could just be a really satisfying hate-fuck. I mean, that's probably how she'd want it anyways."

"OK, first, how about we tone down the volume and the vulgarity?" you asked, looking at the wall of windows facing out into the hallway. Thankfully no one was walking by at the moment. "And I don't want to sleep with Lucy."

"Wellthat's a lie," Gemma said.

You rolled your eyes. "OK, on a carnal level, yeah. Lucy is the one that... well, she didn't get away so much as burned down the house, the bridge and salted the earth," you said. "But I can't even think of what it would take for me to actually, y'know, with her."

"But you also don't like the idea of her and Eric," Sabrina said.

"Not really?" you said. "It's weird."

"What if I told you that we'll find another Asian girl to have over?" Sabrina asked. "One who is prettier, sexier, and isn't a complete bitch."

"Hey now," Gemma said.

"If we do another content weekend," Sabrina assured Gemma. "Talked about beforehand, and with your input obviously."

"It's not about wanting to have sex with her like that," you said levelly.

"Of course it's not," Sabrina said. "It was just a thought experiment."

"Love, you don't need to choose either option," Gemma pointed out. "We don't need to hook these parts of our lives together. They can stay separated."

You hung your head, your hands braced on the edge of the conference table and took a long breath. "OK, rationally, you two are right. Three birds, one stone makes sense. My hangup is just pettiness, really. A kid not wanting to share his toys, except Lucy isn't a toy and isn't mine to share to begin with."

"I'm your toy," Sabrina said quietly, lowering her voice into her OnlyFans husky one. Gemma gave her a swat on the hip and Sabrina laughed.

"So what do you think then, love?" Gemma asked.

"You might as well float the idea past Lucy," you said to Gemma. "See if she's even interested. We don't even know for sure what kind of guys she's been seeing other than that one from Tasha's party. He was a little older, so maybe she's just into older guys and it wouldn't work with Eric anyways."

"Mmm, good point," Gemma said. "OK, I'll put out some feelers. Maybe I'll get Charlotte to help with some recon, she puts up with Lucy the most."

"And what about the Asian threesome?" Sabrina asked with a teasing smirk.

Gemma gave her a full-on spank this time, which made Sabrina yelp, and set the three of you to laughing.

Eric came back through just before lunch, letting the three of you know Garrison had all the info and wasn't going to punish him or anything. Sabrina went out of her way to offer Eric a high five, and Gemma congratulated him on getting more traction online.

"He did mutter one thing though," Eric said, giving a little chagrinned smile as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"What was that?" you asked.

"That he should have made you pay him more," Eric said. "I distinctly thought I heard him say 'I'm getting too old for this shit.'"

That made the four of you chuckle, and you all wished Erick luck on getting back to work and covering things with Andy. Once he was gone, you nodded again to yourself. Eric wasn't such a bad guy. If anything, setting him up with Lucy might have been more of a punishment for him unless he could get her impressed enough that she wouldn't feel she could be her bitchy, demanding self.

That, of course, would be a job for Gemma and Sabrina, because fuck if you knew how to help out with that.

Chapter 260

You went out to dinner with Gemma that night for a little one-on-one time, but after your long weekend the two of you limited yourselves to a quick make-out session and a snuggle at your palace before she left to go back to her place and start in on her plan to recon about Lucy's dates. It was kind of weird - you didn't feel desperate to have sex with her. Not to say you were any less attracted to Gemma, and didn't want to be close with her or have sex. You just didn'tneed it because you knew it was entirely on the table. It was weird, but also kind of nice.

The next day you, Gemma and Sabrina were back at it again in the conference room, sorting the files. You had it down to a mechanical science at that point, driving through the boxes at a good pace. The problem was that the companies involved had deliberately messed everything up - it was like they had taken all the files needed for discovery and dumped them out on the ground before re-filing them.

You had a feeling that somewhere out there, there was another intern team remembering de-sorting the files just for you three to re-sort them.

You were just about halfway through, though the state of the conference room was in an 'it gets worse before it gets better' kind of moment. The entirety of the conference table, along with eight of the ten chairs, were currently sporting boxes and piles, and there were still dozens of boxes more that you hadn't even cracked open yet. It was getting on in the day when Garrison came by again.

"Sir, please for the love of God, don't tell me there's another letter," you said. "Or do. I could use the distraction."

Garrison snorted a little and shook his head. "No, nothing like that," he said. "Look, guys. I know I said I needed this done, but I've had a couple of curveballs thrown my way on this and now Ireally need it done. So here's the surprise twist - if you can get this done by Thursday night, I'll give you three a paid day off. Do whatever overtime hours you need to and report it over to HR, just get it done."

"Can we choose the day?" Gemma asked.

"Yes, that's fine," Garrison nodded. "Of course, don't put it on a day you'll be in court with us, obviously. Or do, what do I care if you fritter away your other reward."

"We'll take it, sir," Sabrina said. "Happily."

"Good, good," Garrison nodded. "If you're pulling late shifts, you can also order dinner on the company account. Don't go overboard, you'll have a limit."

He left the three of you, heading back to his office.

"Paid. Day. Off," Sabrina said quietly, striking a little dance pose with each word.

"We should use it carefully," Gemma said. "Add it on to a weekend."

"Actually, I have an idea on that," you said. "I've got some friends heading out to the beach on the July 4th weekend. It's already a long weekend, maybe we stack it on so we can get anextra long weekend. Or, that is, if you two want to hit the beach and meet my friends?"

"I would absolutely love to, love," Gemma said, coming over to you and taking your hand in hers as she beamed a smile at you. She clearly wanted to kiss you but held back since you were in the office.

"I assume these are college friends and not high school friends?" Sabrina asked.

"Yeah," you nodded. "Is that OK?"

"Absolutely," she said with a grin. "We need to break the ice about us anyways."

"Oh," you nodded. "Um, that actually sounds like a conversation the three of us should have. Is that ahere conversation, though?"

"Tonight," Gemma said. "Over dinner."

The three of you agreed and got back to work.

It was kind of strange - the firm wasn't huge, and it wasn't like a lot of Legal Drama shows where people worked there at all hours to find the secret to success on some major case or another. Almost everyone worked their 9-to-5 hours (or less, if you counted the Partners skipping out early or going golfing with clients). At around 6pm you did a quick walk through the halls and saw that there were only a couple of the Associates left in their offices, and by 7pm you brought around the second box of pizza the three of you had ordered and found even they had gone home.