There was no hiding his feelings from her.Her tail caught his eye as it slithered towards him, its tapered tip winding along the sheets like the head ...f a snake, an instinctual pang of fear distracting him from his embarrassment. She was doing it on purpose, he could hear her stifled giggling.The long tail rose up between his thighs, rearing back like a cobra preparing to strike, its beige underside facing him. It was tall enough to be at eye-level to him, not that it had any eyes. There was. "Now you will be spending more time with Ted. It's great, isn't it?"Why did they do that to you, mom?" I'm not sure what you mean." The cast is so ... big." It is just a strange looking outfit. To tell you the truth, I feel quite comfortably." You don't look comfortable at all. And your legs..." My legs?" Why did they spread them like that?" They will heal faster that way." Strange. It seems as though someone has tried to punish you?" Your thoughts are getting a bit too negative." Sorry, mom.". Cinnamon stood immediately. I like that. There is no reason a person who greets you in an office should stay seated behind a desk while you are standing in front of them. Cinnamon is more than a receptionist but being my receptionist is one of her jobs. I want people who come into my office to be welcomed, not feel like they just got to the principal’s desk at school.“Good morning,” Cinnamon said. She paused and I thought she’d seen through me but she continued on. “How may we help you this. "Want to join me?"She looked puzzled but came across to my table anyway. "Have we met?" she said."Sure," I said. "I came by your office last week."She stared at me hard, right in the eyes. She put her coffee down and put her hands to her mouth. "Oh. My God," she said."It's going to be a bit difficult talking if you put a full stop after every word." It's Mr Burglar, isn't it?" she hissed quietly.It was my turn to look puzzled. "I'm sorry?" I dissembled."OK," she said, composing herself. "Silly.