” She stopped, took a breath, and finished in a firm voice, “batteries.”“I see,” he said, blinking several times. “They’re over there. W...at kind do you need?”It was probably a mixture of all of her emotions, including a little hysteria, that resulted in her catharsis taking the form of laughter. It wasn’t just a chuckle as her mind flashed back to her earlier fantasy in which Bob had asked the same question. It was a helpless belly laugh that turned into chronic guffaws that caused her to. ”“And your juices Allenbridge?” Miss Jacobs enquired, “You had a very good look up my skirts earlier, did my peach arouse you.”Alan went bright red with embarrassment, “I merely offered assistance when you fell.”“Assistance, I do believe you would have cocked me there and than had not dear sweet Bunty been there to protect my honour.” she replied.“Honour,” Alan stuttered, “You said and I quote, Your Dildo was chafing, what honour can you have left?”“I said my corset, it is merely your filthy. "I turn around and look at her. "Yes?" Come and sit down," she requests, gesturing to one of the chairs in front of her. I sit back. It's comfortable enough."Is this about my performance?" I ask. I thought I'd been doing pretty damned good for my first six months here.She smiles slightly. "In a way." She pushes her chair back from the desk, leaning back a little. "Your performance here in the past several months has been adequate." Adequate? Great. That's not too far above "sucky". She leans. She felt so happy…………….Her day at worked seemed to be passing more quickly than usual and several people remarked on how cheery she appeared to be.It was all pretty routine stuff. She had to give a guy an enema, which was something that Kathy actually enjoyed doing, although she preferred to administer it to slightly younger men, or women, than the octogenarian she encountered today.Soon enough it was her lunch break, although it was actually 8 o’clock at night, and she went to the staff.