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Mrs O’Brien stood at the office hatch of the factory as Naaman approached he stood there gazing at her how long were you on that job? she asked about 6 inches he said looking at her standing there with dyed brown hair and glasses making her eyes look larger seriously I mean in time how long? she said about 2 hours he replied about? she said I need accurate time I am doing a time and motion study he looked at her non plus 1 hour and 45 minutes and 45 seconds he said trying to see himself in the glass of her spectacles trying to gauge how old she was seeing the crowfeet at the corner of her eyes she sighed accurately? yes he said she looked at him as if he were her son and had spoken out of turn any problems Mrs O'Brien? the manager asked no Mr Nede she said giving Naaman the eye just a bit of confusion with Naaman here about timing she said it was how long Naaman? Naaman took out a piece of paper from the pocket of his jeans and handed it to her she read it and scribbled it down in a notebook thank you Naaman she said giving the look of a mother at a child who had been punished anything at any time Naaman said winking an eye she looked at him frowning as if a small window had opened in her mind and let in light she walked away from the hatch carrying the notebook and Naaman watched her studying her swaying behind the patterned skirt the dark brown stockings the high heeled shoes she sat at her desk and saw him still there at the hatch anything else Naaman? she asked if you like he said quietly what is it I can do for you? pleasure he said and walked off along the factory floor between noisy machines and the other workers wondering how well she'd pleasure if at all or even if he'd want to and switched on his machine again with more work to do.
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Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 1:39 AM UTC
WORK TO DO.
Mrs O’Brien stood at the office hatch of the factory as Naaman approached he stood there gazing at her how long were you on that job? she asked about 6 inches he said looking at her standing there with dyed brown hair and glasses making her eyes look larger seriously I mean in time how long? she said about 2 hours he replied about? she said I need accurate time I am doing a time and motion study he looked at her non plus 1 hour and 45 minutes and 45 seconds he said trying to see himself in the glass of her spectacles trying to gauge how old she was seeing the crowfeet at the corner of her eyes she sighed accurately? yes he said she looked at him as if he were her son and had spoken out of turn any problems Mrs O'Brien? the manager asked no Mr Nede she said giving Naaman the eye just a bit of confusion with Naaman here about timing she said it was how long Naaman? Naaman took out a piece of paper from the pocket of his jeans and handed it to her she read it and scribbled it down in a notebook thank you Naaman she said giving the look of a mother at a child who had been punished anything at any time Naaman said winking an eye she looked at him frowning as if a small window had opened in her mind and let in light she walked away from the hatch carrying the notebook and Naaman watched her studying her swaying behind the patterned skirt the dark brown stockings the high heeled shoes she sat at her desk and saw him still there at the hatch anything else Naaman? she asked if you like he said quietly what is it I can do for you? pleasure he said and walked off along the factory floor between noisy machines and the other workers wondering how well she'd pleasure if at all or even if he'd want to and switched on his machine again with more work to do.
Set in a factory in 1968.
terry-collett
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Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 1:39 AM UTC
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