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2/8/16

The Inspection - Fred Voss

Whenever a good-looking secretary walks down the aisle at
Goodstone Aircraft Company,
the machinists make a point of staring at her
from the moment they spot her.
They move around their machines
to keep her tits and ass and thighs
in view,
making sure that it is obvious
they are watching her.
They drift away from their machines,
sticking their necks out into the aisle
to keep her in view
until she is out the door of the building.
Then they let out with shrill whistles,
shaking their heads and hands
and going limp all over as if they were about to collapse,
making sure that everyone knows
how much their lustful minds sucked in
every inch of every curve on her body,
competing with each other
to see who
can stagger and whistle and maintain
their open-mouthed black-eyed look
the longest,
glancing about at each other
to take stock of the results.
Finally, when it is safe to quit whistling and moaning
tributes to her body,
they return to their machines,
reassured that they have once again passed
the test.