Thursday, March 26, 2009
An Average Day
Today is like any other. Routine after routine after routine. As a Guardian, it is my duty to protect the people we are assigned. We are to keep order in the new, strict society. I work for Commander Fred as his personal driver, body guard, and handyman. Today I would drive him around, wash his car, and other minor tasks that require my strength. Even though we are not supposed to, I try to interact with the Handmaid of the household. I am attracted to her beauty that I will never have from any woman due to the society today. In the end, I desire to be promoted to an Angel or even an Eye. From there, I would just hope to get a high ranking position and retire as a Commander. Then, I could develop the relation I please.
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Nick! I will require your service as a chauffeur later today... that is, if you can take your mind off the handmaid long enough to keep your eyes on the road.
ReplyDeleteNick, would you kindly wash the car, tend my garden, pick me up some more cigarettes, escort that slu...err..handmaid to the doctor, and polish my walking cane? On second thought, I'm not asking you, I am DEMANDING you to do those things. get to it, chop chop.
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