Working Weekend – Sunday
Photo-story from Janus 102 featuring Amanda King, continuing on from the previous story in Janus 101. Pretty Brenda Watkins yawned, pushing a cloth over a grubby set of dials. Sunday morning, and back down in this grim place again. She had slept badly, tormented by dreams of the exhausting, painful and humiliating experiences endured here yesterday. Voluntarily, too! But if that had been awful, today promised to be hell. Quite simply, Brenda wanted to keep her audio typing job in the office four floors above. She wasn’t very good at it, but it gave her pride and a sense of belonging. A good report from the caretaker, Mr Tubbs, for this weekend cleaning ordeal she had agreed to undertake was vital if her boss, Mr Meldrum, was not to fire her for incompetence, as he had often threatened. Basically Brenda Watkins was a good girl, who did as she was told without thinking too closely about it. By nature mild and acquiescen