by juanwildone
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A chance viewing of a photograph triggers a profound
change in a woman's sex life. (MF)
***
In a drab and dreary bank, at a nondescript desk worked
a plain and rather ordinary woman named Helen. As
supervisor of the safety deposit vault, Helen conducted
the business of banking in a professional and
appropriate manner. In fact, accepted procedures,
polite conversations, and appropriate behaviors seemed
to pervade all aspects of Helen’s life – even her
marriage.
But today was a Friday, and it was nearly closing time.
Outwardly composed, Helen felt the low buzz of
anticipation build inside her. The bank doors opened
and Helen swallowed in anxiety. She forced herself not
to look up. The gentle tapping of a cane grew louder.
Helen stood and greeted her final customer of the day.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Williamson. How may I assist you
today?"
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