Bringing Daddy's Work Home

"Can I have your sheet from the agency? Thanks. Oh, and I'll be either in meetings or conference calls all morning, so just take messages of everything. My people for the meeting should be coming around 10, so let me know when they get here. Um…By the way, if a Ms. Reyes calls, make sure to take the message. She's a very important, um, business contact of mine."

Noticing the hesitation in Mr. Scott's voice, Marilyn wondered if this 'business contact' was a mistress of some kind. However, not wanting to rock the boat on a temp job, she barely chirped out "OK." As Mr. Scott turned away from the door and closed it behind her, she turned to her new desk. It was simply appointed, with the requisite computer, phone, appointment book and photos of the regular secretary's family. She sat down in the chair, and also leaned back to put her feet up when she realized that not only was she not home, anyone with the right angle could see her secret. Calming down from the minor crisis, she sat up to search the computer for Solitaire.

***

The morning seemed to drone on. Apparently, from what Marilyn gathered from the phone calls, her new boss was someone in middle management, making a living on dealing with bureaucratic bullshit and making sweetheart deals for himself and interested parties who wanted to work with the city. Her boss' scheduled appointment arrived on time, and getting Mr. Scott's attention on their arrival seemed simple enough. "This job is complete bullshit," Marilyn thought to herself. "And I'm getting paid 13 bucks an hour for this? No wonder taxes are so high around here."

She went back to her Solitaire game on her computer, where she seemed to be getting housed, when the thud of the closing door got her attention. Directly in front of her, walking down the hallway, stood a delicious looking creature dressed in the accoutrements of summer. Her shoulder length hair was pulled up in a ponytail, with sunglasses draped of it.