Cynthia was the assistant more like she made sure everything got done on time and correctly. Gracies father had told her to skip work and atttend the state wide confrence in Gracies place.  Cynthia. was glad to, it was a break from the daily moans and groans. coming from the office. she was pretty sure every square foot of the building had been used for some sort of sextual experience.  With a sigh Cynthia looked about the confrence- everyone stared at her and it made her uncomfortable. Cynthia was a short woman at only 5 feet tall her natural fire red hair stood out .the locks of hair cascaded down around her shoulders and framed her face when she didnt have it in a tight updo. Her completion was pale and littered with freckles that. covered. her arms and cheeks and nose. her outfit.  changed on a day to day basis she didnt have a set style but most often she wore Slacks or a dress or. on occasion a pencil skirt.<br/><br/>Cynthia took notes and presented. her opinions as if she were the owner of the buisness though each time she finished she had to take a drink of water to calm her nerves. "come on Cynthia you can get through this one confrence then get back to hideing behind the phone at your desk."