This story is a part of a chain writing game, started here: http://kerrieanns.wordpress.com/2013/12/28/the-chain-writing-game/
Mac? Why? That ugly motherfucker?
There was no time to think.
George probably bent him over, Cindy thought. One too many times… That was really his weakness–George had grown in power over the last decade. Talking to him, you’d think Superman wasn’t weak to kryptonite. Talking to him, you’d figure some men were simply invincible…
It’s true, she thought, George is a prick; but does Mac have to gain from helping me?
In the end, it didn’t matter. She slipped the screwdriver in her bra.