#54898 - So now, every couple of weeks or sometimes more often, whenever the pressure began to build inside her and she felt herself coiling up like a watch-spring, snapping at her employees and practically grinding her teeth at the slightest problem or delay, Anita would sit down at her desk, take out her phone and send a text to her husband, Don. Then at a second snap of his fingers she would get on her hands and knees facing the screen, her legs parted and her behind directly in front of him. Anita had understood what was happening to her, and realized that it was bad not only for her but for the company as well.
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