There are areas in our office that get a lot of use. The conference rooms are always full of groups discussing important matters, the editing bays are full of videographers plying their trade. The cubicles are full of writers banging out scripts.
And then, there is one room that doesn't get a lot of use. It's our control room, where, during studio shows, we have a lot of folks working. But when it's not in use, very few people go there. There is just very little call to be in there when nothing is going on in the studio.
It's so quiet, in fact, that people will often bring their lunches in there just to shut the door, turn the lights down and enjoy a break from the hectic pace.
Which would make it the perfect place to - I dunno - take a quick opportunity to be with someone who makes you horny.
I can remember this day so vividly. Sara was in charge of an upcoming studio shoot, and I knew that she was going to be working in the control room, setting light levels, working with the studio camera, creating graphics - the usual stuff that has to be done well in advance of a show.
That day, I kept my eyes open, carefully monitoring the activities of everyone in the office. I knew that early in the afternoon the rest of the video team was going to be in a meeting, and that Sara was exempted to continue her show preparations. Once I saw that the meeting had started, I knew my opportunity had come.
