The building was called “Snowcotton Productions” and is a renown cotton manufacturing firm. It creates an impressive amount of cotton products like clothing, blankets, underwear, etc.
It was a great place to have a job in and you were lucky to get a position within it according to your family. As you walked through the front double doors, you greeted the bored looking bespectacled woman at the front desk.
“Name?” she asked without looking up from her book.
“I’m [Anon] and I’m new here. It’s my first day?” you said to her.
She was a cute woman, with dark black hair tied into a messy bun and wearing a blouse with a pencil skirt. Her name plate read “Hello, I am Jeanette.”
She pushed her glasses up to her face and looked at you up and down. Jeanette checked some papers and then nodded.
“You’re late [Anon].” she said dully. “You were supposed to be here hours ago.”
You began to sputter, citing excuses like how it was your first day, how nervous you were, and how you haven’t even gotten a schedule yet. All of this which melted away as the woman giggled.
“I’m just teasing you,” she wiped away a tear, “Welcome to Snowcotton.”
Jeanette looked you up and down with a new look. One that made you shiver and blush.
She purred, “Ohhh…I think you’ll fit right in…just keep on moving ahead okay [Anon]?”
You nodded and moved past her into the next set of doors. You couldn’t help but feel like her eyes were firmly glued to you. If you had turned around, you would have noticed that the woman’s eyes were glued to the waistband sticking boldly above your black slacks.
As you walk down the hallway, you began to get lost. Feeling nervous and not wanting to be late, you soon began running to find someone or something.
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