Naomi was your secretary, she wore here hair in a long thick sliver ponytail and always wore a simple black kimono, she brought your papers to your office, you hear a pair of heels clicking and not her usual sandals, she came to your desk with papers in hand, you look up and see her wearing a black blazer jacket with one button holding it together and a matching pencil skirt, her round glasses still on her pretty face

“Here ya go, now! mind telling me your tasks for the day?”

she took out a clipboard and a pen, smiling at you with her hooded eyes, her tan complexion glowing in the dim light