Months went by and this woman was promoted several times because her rockets were the best. But every night she went home lonely and increasingly horn..., her husband was not there to give her release. The bullets and grenades she was working on at the factory began to look like cocks to her during the day, it was distracting. At night, and in her spare time, she doodled metal dicks and balls. One day, she was exceptionally tired, so she left work early. Unfortunately she forgot her sketchbook. Paper trail, you know. It wasn’t what I wanted, but that’s what the boss would get. I grabbed my jacket and walked out, tossing the papers on Dave’s desk. ‘So how’d the date go Paige!’ he yelled. I cringed – I didn’t want the rest of the office listening. ‘It was alright. He’s a bit of a snob, but all rich people are.’ He quirked an eyebrow and scanned my copy. ‘Apparently that wasn’t all you thought!’ he joked. ‘Listen to this guys!’ I jumped – the rest of the people from my department had. I asked about his day, and he told me about how things were going atwork. The company was doing well and was expanding. His boss seemed tohave nothing for praise for him and had even invited him to a baseballgame where the company had a luxury box.Suddenly, he stopped."What's the matter?" I asked, afraid that he had suddenly regained hissenses and that this wonderful dream of mine was about to come crashingdown on me."I was going to...no, I can't do that," he said. "It wouldn't be fairto you.". When we are finished here, you will pick up the scissors from the table and trim your cunt. You will cut off the hair and place it all in this little jar. The jar will be kept with you at all times, just in case we want to see it or show it to someone. The jar has ‘slut Tracy’s pussy hair’ written on it, along with today’s date, 5/11/2002. Then, once you have it nice and short, you are going to take this razor and shave the off rest. Your slutty cunt will be kept bald from this day forward. And.