Susan wiped her brow as she stepped into the hallway. It felt like she was in an oven. Her headache only growing as it quickly spread to her groin. Susan pawed at a itch through her skirt. Frustrated, she walked to her office room. It was stacked neatly with books, folders and current projects, a wooden desk imposed to look professional and mature at the same time, perfect for any lawyer.
Susan sat down into her chair, gazing at the window as she saw Jennifer walk to the busstop. Susan tried to work on her project, it annoyingly dealt with 40 CFR § 260.2, she personally hated working with the building contractors, but her firm picked the cases. Her eyes glazed over as she had a hard time focusing. Numbers, terminology, cross connections, they all became a backseat to pang in her head and the itch between her legs.
Susan shook her head as she closed out of the project, opening to the internet, incognito of course, and opened a porn site. Susan just needed something to distract herself with, just for the moment, she'd get back to work for sure.
Susan opened the videos section, clicking on the first one she saw absentmindedly.