I walked directly back to Tim's office. I stood in the doorway.

"Can I come in, Sir?"

"Yes, Mona." When I walked in, I saw Jim sitting on the couch.

"Jim, tell Mona what the number said." I knew my pussy and ass were practically showing and my tits were on display. I didn't want Jim to be here. I wanted to be alone with Tim. I looked at Tim confused.

"Sure Boss. Mona," Jim said, "the numbers look good. 5 out of 6 viewers enjoyed your report. 98% of men were pleased and 80% of the positive calls were from women. They said you were beautiful and they couldn't keep thier eyes off you."

"That's great." I said. I smiled, looked at the floor and then at Tim. "What did you think Tim?"

"You looked wonderful, but you did make a mistake. Jim close the door. The entire crew doesn't need to hear this, yet." I cringed a the word yet. Was Tim going to display me to Jim or was this a test?

"Do you know what you did wrong Mona?" I tried to remember every detail, but I didn't remember a mistake. "I don't know. What did I do wrong?" I had displeased him. It wasn't right. I had made a mistake.

"Jim, did you catch it?"

"It was almost perfect, but you weren't paying attention when Paul was talking to you. I'm sure it was just because you were nervous. That's all."