## Story 1: “The Interview”
*Society uses sex as a nicety as common as shaking hands, hugging or saying hello. Originally a reply to [this post](https://www.reddit.com/r/DirtyWritingPrompts/comments/6l2th4/wp_write_about_an_experience_in_a_world_where_sex/) on r/DirtyWritingPrompts*
I fan myself with a piece of paperwork. It is hot and stuffy in my office over the factory floor. I really should be going through applications, we are short on labor after all and the interviews will start soon. There is a knock on the door. Speak of the devil.
“Come in.” I hollar.
The door opens and a cute black girl comes in.
“Hi. I’m Kayla, I’m here for an interview.” she says with a pretty smile.
I casually check her out. She is wearing jeans and a green blouse but looks the type to normally wear basketball shorts and a t-shirt. Her legs aren’t cut with muscles but look firm and fit against her jeans. She has moderate tits. Wouldn’t be a bad change of scenery from all the dudes.
“Of course. Come on in.”
I stand and walk around my desk as she closes the door behind her. Kayla walks to me and shakes my hand. “Nice to meet you. How do you want to do it?” she says formally.