Prepping For A Meeting: My Turn

“Stand Up!” Davina commanded, “Faster, FASTER!”

Desperately trying to move as quickly as humanly possible on unstable quivering legs was a harder task than one would expect.

Davina knew this, but her sympathy was lacking due to her own needs to meet her Boss’ requirements.

Impatient Davina, grabbed her assistant by the hair and arm, helping to peel her off the table.

Quickly spinning her around, Davina gazed into her assistant’s eyes

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