Working Overtime. (Vincent and Devilstrike)
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				Title: <strong>Working Overtime. (Vincent and Devilstrike)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vincent</strong> on <strong>16-04-2009, 01:04:06</strong>
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				David sat behind the desk, facing away from the window. It was a beautiful Thursday afternoon judging by the sunlight seeping through&nbsp; his blinds, but he didn't really notice. He as a Busy man most days, and this day was no different. David worked as Corporate manager for one of the largest international car manufacturers their was, and the recent global economic boom meant that more of the world could afford to buy cars. It was&nbsp; a good time, but also very Hectic. Sighing, he reached over and tapped the intercom button "Ms.Taylor" He said in a deep clear voice "Would you please bring me the next stack of part Request Forms for the Factories in Southern Uganda?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Working Overtime. (Vincent and Devilstrike)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Diabolus Lupus</strong> on <strong>16-04-2009, 01:27:04</strong>
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				Samantha Taylor sighed as she quickly located the requested forms and piling them on her arm. She quickly made her way to David's office and pushed her way through the door. She walked across the room to his desk. "Here are the forms, sir." She said softly as she placed the files in front of him and leaned against the edge of his desk. "Is there anything else you need, or should I just leave you to your paperwork?"<br><br>Samantha was what most people described as being pixie-like. She had a petite frame, mischievous green eyes, and short dark blond hair. She laughed easily and freely, except when she was at work, and she was always up for trying new things. She wasn't sure what it was about her boss that kept her from laughing so much at work but it probably had a lot to do with how scarily serious the man seemed to be.
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