Indian Aunty 1281
I keep having to work around your partial implementation of IEC 61850 protocols. It's crippled. I could be using your competition's devices, you know..." And a stone-melting smile.I bit the inside of my mouth a little bit to stifle a giggle, adding my own smile to the bonfire.Salesman goes "Whaaaa? Excuse me?"Nikki charged right in. "We just built some panels for a utility company. I programmed these devices. I had to jump through a few hoops to get them to interface with legacy equipment from another manufacturer because you guys shorted us on the IEC 61850 instruction set. I understand the changes are coming."He looked around real quick. I guess he was thinking that he was being messed with. Torpedoed. Gaslighted. He looked back at us.Nikki was fishing a business card out of her bag. "Here's my card."He took it. I think he was still trying to parse what was going on. He read "3Sigma ... Oh, okay, that rings a bell."Her card says "Engineering assistant – Intern" I don't know where. He slipped off the other shoe and placed them both neatly alongside each other, on the floor by the side of the chair. He stood up and gazed at her thoughtfully for a moment. She soaked up his gaze, finding herself warmed by it. She searched his face for any sign that he liked, or even disliked, what he saw. “Would you uncross your legs?” he asked, as if it were the most natural request in the world, “and put your hands palm down just before your knees.” It was an instruction and not a request and it caused a wave of palpable heat to wash through her body. She felt it flush from her toes to her face. She did as he instructed. “That’s good. Now if you can sit as still as is comfortable, you don’t need to be a statue,” he chuckled. He’s trying to relax me. She was sure he had glanced between her legs before he turned away. She basked in enjoyment of the idea of it. He joined his students. He had succeeded in relaxing her enough to forget they were there. She would not have thought.
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