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Amy was a bit peeved at how Mr. Raptic had treated her. He should have proofed that report in the morning and had her fix it then if he had found fault with her work. Instead he had purposefully waited until the end of the day, after she shut down her computer, left her standing at his desk, and made her wait even longer for him to finish a phone call to his dog walker of all people before telling her to fix the report! The more Amy thought about the indignity she had suffered, the angrier she became, the louder her key strokes got. By the time that she had the report pulled up and the spell check doing it's job, Amy was mumbling and grumbling under her breath.
Five minutes later, a freshly spell checked and printed report in hand, Amy headed back into Mr. Raptic's office. This time she left her computer running, on the off chance that there might be something else that he would like to have changed. She knocked on the door frame and she waited, once again, for him to acknowledge her presence. After several moments Amy had the distinct impression that Mr. Raptic was enjoying her discomfort, the smallest hint of a grin lifted the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be waiting for something and refused to give her a hint of what would help move things along so she could head home for the day. Swallowing her frustration along with a few calming breaths, Amy knocked again, "Mr. Raptic, ermm, Sir? I have that report for you if you would like to look at it again."
Looking up at the girl standing so uncertainly in the door to his office, he rewarded her 'Sir' with a small smile. It would take a bit to train her, but he considered the possibilities she presented and those thoughts brought an instant tightening to his groin. Pointing towards the corner of the desk, "The envelope is already filled out. Just add the report and seal it. Then go drop it in the mail slot for the mail room boys to pick up."
Amy looked at him for a moment, uncertain if she had heard correctly, "You don't wish to look at it again before it's sent out?"
He looked at her, as if reconsidering his instructions, "Did you do it right this time?"
Amy nodded before adding, "yes, Sir"
"Then do as you were told."
Amy hesitated, suddenly unsure of herself, she picked up the envelope and carried the report back to her desk. Instead of dropping the report into the envelope, sealing it and taking off for the day as she originally planned to do, she began to do her own grammar check, intent on finding any error that the computer program would have missed. A 'is' that should be a 'his' or some such mistake that the spell check program would not have red flagged. Amy pulled out a red marker, about to mark a mistype, when she was suddenly surrounded by two powerful arms. Gasping, she looked up into Mr. Raptic's face.
He slowly shook his head, "You have a real problem following even the simplest instructions, don't you girl?"
Amy's eyes grew wide, the steely tone in his voice made her shiver. An arm to each side of her threatened to hold her in place, but it was his voice that kept her well shaped ass glued to her computer chair. "I don't ..... I mean ...... I just wanted to be sure that ..... it's perfect."
"What did I tell you to do with the report?" Mr. Raptic did not raise his voice or move in a threatening way, but Amy shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
"To put it in the envelope and seal it." Amy finally mumbled.
"Yes, and did you do what I told you to do, girl?"
Amy looked down, unable to meet Mr. Raptic's gaze any longer. "No, Sir. I did not."
"I think that you need to learn your place. You prance around here, playing a cock tease and not keeping your mind on your work." He grinned when she looked up at him from below lowered lashes. "Did you think that I hadn't noticed all of your teasing, girl?"
Amy gave a small nod.