The doorbell rang and I answered it. It was the delivery man with a package for my mother.
“Was that for me?” my mother asked, coming down the stairs.
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She was still dressed in her office clothes after arriving home a few short minutes ago. She looked good. As a lawyer for a mid-sized downtown firm, it was practically required that she dress sharp.
Her fingers were still busy removing her earrings when she came down the stairs.
“It’s those books you ordered,” I said.
“Can you open it for me? Bring them to my room. Thanks.”
She casually removed one earring, before working to remove the other. She turned around and headed back to her room.
As expected, opening the sealed package was a pain in the ass. I used my fingers to tear the opening, then I threw the package away (saving the receipt & shipping information of course).
It was a few self-help books that my mother ordered. The books were about women in the workplace and leadership skills. My mother had recently become a partner at the law firm, which meant more work and more responsibilities. She needed to do her very best. Being a woman in a male dominated firm, it was important for her to succeed and to show that women are perfectly capable of being leaders.
Basically she ordered the books to boost her confidence, at least in my opinion anyway.
When I finally got to her upstairs bedroom, she was dressed in a silver colour dress which reveals her breast.
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Her make-up was still on, and she looked really pretty. I put the stack of new books on her bed and she glanced at them.
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“Looks like I’ve got some reading to do,” she said, taking the top book and flipping through it.
“Are they all necessary?”
“Maybe not all of them. But it doesn’t hurt to read them
“Was that for me?” my mother asked, coming down the stairs.
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She was still dressed in her office clothes after arriving home a few short minutes ago. She looked good. As a lawyer for a mid-sized downtown firm, it was practically required that she dress sharp.
Her fingers were still busy removing her earrings when she came down the stairs.
“It’s those books you ordered,” I said.
“Can you open it for me? Bring them to my room. Thanks.”
She casually removed one earring, before working to remove the other. She turned around and headed back to her room.
As expected, opening the sealed package was a pain in the ass. I used my fingers to tear the opening, then I threw the package away (saving the receipt & shipping information of course).
It was a few self-help books that my mother ordered. The books were about women in the workplace and leadership skills. My mother had recently become a partner at the law firm, which meant more work and more responsibilities. She needed to do her very best. Being a woman in a male dominated firm, it was important for her to succeed and to show that women are perfectly capable of being leaders.
Basically she ordered the books to boost her confidence, at least in my opinion anyway.
When I finally got to her upstairs bedroom, she was dressed in a silver colour dress which reveals her breast.
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“Looks like I’ve got some reading to do,” she said, taking the top book and flipping through it.
“Are they all necessary?”
“Maybe not all of them. But it doesn’t hurt to read them
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