Sexetary
Lucinda was on the switchboard for the remainder of the morning taking an inbound surge of calls, whilst she doodled upon her mouse pad. Condor, sat beside her running his fingers through her manilla folders that Lucinda had pounded upon the desk. Flicking and prodding, flicking and prodding until he inserted the right file into her deep dark filing cabinet, and caressed the flaps of the cabinet shut, then twisting his large key and locking her box. She than began to show him how to operate the cumputer database. She took her mouse and wobbled it across the desk, rubbing the hard ball to fine the correct position. She then went into the hard drive that condor had been given access to. His inserted his login, and access was verified. He scrolled through her computer, down loading, up loading, down loading up loading, being ever so careful not to catch any viruses on Lucinda pre-used database. After a vast amount of time, condor had been trained, he then removed his disk from her floppy drive, fingered her keyboard to log her off, and flogged himself out from within her computer. Condor had a feeling he would be doing over time at this job...