EXTRACT FOR
Taken In Public By The Customers
(Daisy Rose)

It had started innocently enough. Bored with the silence in the office, I peeked above my cubicle to peer at Janet in the adjacent desk and asked her if she enjoyed the weekend.



"I had to work yesterday," she responded, pulling off her headphones. She always had those on even though it was against company policy. She was playing solitaire on her computer and seemed to be waiting for me to ask that exact question. "It was interesting," she added, popping her head over the wall to give me her undivided attention.



"Interesting how? Were there people in?" I asked. It was impossible. Most people didn't even know we were open Sundays and even if they did, they had better things to do than come to a tax consultation office. Not during this time of the year anyhow.



"Nope!" she responded gleefully, corner of her eyes wrinkling with the huge grin on her face.



"Then what did you do that was so interesting?" I asked, thoroughly confused. As employees in the office, we took turns working Sundays. It wasn't that bad. I enjoyed the feeling of having the entire office to myself.



"Watch porn," she answered, not even bothering to keep her voice down. I quickly peeked around to make sure nobody's heard her. Everyone else had their earphones stuffed deep in their ears, blocking out any exterior noise. Was I the only one who abided to the company rules?! I should really get myself a pair of earphones. The guy next to me was watching a movie with a bag of chips on his lap. I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to Janet.



"You're kidding."



"I'm serious!"



"What if you get caught? The IT Department has access to all the stuff we do on the company computers."



She rolled her eyes, "What do you think they do all day?"



"You can't be serious," I shook my head at her.



"I'm absolutely serious!" she bent over the desk and opened the last drawer. She pulled something up and held it in front of my face.



"Oh my god, Janet!" I gasped, falling away from her and back into my seat. I was trying my best to keep my voice down but she was making it almost impossible.



"I don't think God wants a part in what I'm doing with my Sundays at work!" she laughed waving her pink dildo happily.