Valerie looked down at her watch and then glanced out over the small training room. Clearing her throat, she stood up and announced, "It's eleven o'clock, one more hour." She then settled back down into her chair, suppressing a smile as several people groaned.
She leaned back in her chair and looked back at the people seated at the tables. They were all looking down, reading and writing, frantically working their hardest. This exam was the culmination of their efforts, each had paid a considerable percentage of their income for an intensive training course, a training course designed to help them pass this test.
The Personal Proficiency Test was originally designed to identify specific skills and knowledge in an effort to find the best possible career for the person taking the test. When graded and evaluated it provided detailed information regarding a person's aptitudes and abilities in a wide variety of career fields. Based upon the results of the test, a person could then be directed into the best possible occupation for themselves. At least that was the original intent of the test.
Valerie ran her hand over her arm, feeling the goose bumps that had formed as she sat in the almost icy cold of the training room. She had announced at the beginning of the test that the room was purposely cooled to that temperature to offer the optimum environment for a test of this type. In actuality, she kept the room this cold for one reason a reason she did not divulge to anyone.
She slowly looked over the individuals taking the exams. At the front of the room was a tall woman with attractive blond hair. Her shoulders were broad and she had proportionately large breasts. Valerie noted the two impressive bulges in the fabric of the woman's blouse and sighed appreciatively. Looking at the woman's face she saw faint lines of concentration across her brow and a confident glare in her eyes.
Looking onward she quickly passed her over a row of three men at the next table. All three appeared to be working quickly and efficiently. She looked to the next table and focused on a dark haired woman.
The woman had soft oriental features with a light olive tone to her skin. Her breasts were small, but her nipples were very perky, standing firm beneath her gray blouse. She was not as attractive as the statuesque blond in the front row but something drew Valerie's attention.
The woman was distraught, practically in tears as she fumbled over her test. She had erased several answers, changed them and then went back and erased them again. Valerie smiled and glanced down to her watch calling out, "Thirty minutes."
Almost immediately the dark haired woman began weeping. She was very quiet and no one else in the room noticed, but Valerie, staring intently at her, could see the tears rolling down her face. She knew it was time.
Slowly she stood up and walked over to the weeping woman. Squatting down beside her she whispered, "You know there is another way to pass this exam."
The woman gazed up at her hopefully, "Excuse me."
"You can forgo this formal written portion of the test and simply take the oral exam instead," Valerie whispered.
"What do I need to do?" the woman asked.
"Simply slip all your papers into your envelope, place it up on my desk and then leave this room. I will be waiting for you in another training room, Room 412. Meet me there and I will administer the oral exam."
The woman nodded and began stacking her pages as Valerie walked out of the room. She headed directly to Room 412 where she pulled the blinds closed and then sat down on the sturdy desk at the front of the training room. After a few minutes the woman opened the door and stepped inside.
"Okay, we need to get started right away," Valerie said. "Please sit down at that table and make yourself comfortable." She then walked to the door and pressed the button to lock it. She then walked up to the table where the woman sat.
"Are you ready?"
The woman nodded.
"Okay, please slide back a bit," she replied and then slipped in between the table and the woman. Sitting on the table, she lifted her skirt, opened her legs and reached down and pulled the crotch of her panties aside.
The woman looked down at Valerie's pussy and then up to her face, "But..."