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"I want to offer you an apology, I have a very short-term memory, I have to take note of everything, and unfortunately on Friday I overlooked it".

"But he handed me an unsigned check! It was a great humiliation for me".

"I don't understand, Camille, what do you mean, unsigned? Show me the check I gave you".

Camille takes the check out of her pocket and puts it on her desk in a bad way.

"Humm, if it has my signature on it, most likely the cashier made a mistake and it's not valid, my signature is invisible to avoid forgery on the checks, I'll call the bank right away, I'll have that useless woman fired, thanks to her, look at you like that." Andy picks up the phone, his temper changed, he was really upset about what happened at the bank.

"What? So, I always had the money?"

"Andy stretches out his hand and hands the check back to Camille."

"No sir, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause you such an inconvenience, really, but what an embarrassment."

"It's no bother, I'm not bothered anymore, now tell me, are you ill? Your countenance is terrible today."

"I haven't had a drink of water; I haven't had money to buy food."

Andy blushes, no employee of his company should be without food, that was one of his policies, that's why his salaries were good, including Camille's.

"Why on earth would you expose your health like that! From the beginning of the day, she should have come to my office, I would have given her the cash deposit, plus in the cafeteria on the floor there are plenty of healthy snacks. Why the fuck hasn't Camille eaten something?" Andy's possessive voice came through.

"I don't tell you that I'm confined to a mousetrap of an office, I don't know what kind of world you live in that you dream that all employees are treated the same, because of the way I dress, they have me working in a slum."

"I know, I know, all right, I'll talk to your new immediate boss, I'm not in charge of that. Now I'll give you a few more dollars as part of the company allowance and buy the necessary clothes, take the day off. Andy takes out another check and hands it to him.

"I don't need your mercy, Mr. Alf. That's what I work for, and if they don't want to see me like this, they can put up with it, and you know that I do want the day off, but to go to the hospital, I had an accident, look at my foot and thanks to your report I have not been able to take care of it, it is certain that I need a medical check-up." Camille throws her head back, she had to say it, she was really in pain, she needed to see a doctor immediately, she felt how her foot was swelling more.

"Miss Camille, you're the queen of carelessness and lack of self-respect, what else is missing, let me check you out".

Andy gets up from his big desk and walks around to Camille's chair, he, in an act of nobility, bends down in front of her, almost on his knees, he takes her foot, he sees her worn out shoes and her socks a bit old, her pants are of a rather old fashioned fabric, for him, This woman was in extreme poverty, he starts to pull up the sleeve of his pants and notices that Camille has a beautiful white skin and soft to the touch, something very superficial comes to his mind, how is it that a woman with her little economic capacity could take care of her skin so well? .

He continues to run his hand over her calf, although the cut was on the ankle, he unconsciously cannot help but touch her skin a little more, his eyes are now confined to that spectacle, which, although strange, caused him a pleasant sensation.