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Chapter 18 They had made it to the end of the week. Once Moon started to gain confidence in his ability, Tarkik stopped focusing on making sure he learned and started being a collaborative partner. Of course Moon still did the typing, since that tended to lead to him asking for opinions. In the end, Tarkik and Moon were the least productive pair, and had completed fewer story points than Petunia had without a partner, but it wasn’t entirely surprising considering they had the least experienced team member. What mattered was that as a group they finished everything in the backlog, Moon got the experience that he was supposed to get from an internship, no matter how short, and Tarkik had developed the skills of his temporary team, which was definitely one of his responsibilities as manager, and also had learned what Aput had been doing wrong so he could be productive with his permanent team once he returned home. He was looking forward to returning home. “This isn’t just the sprint wrap-up meeting,” Frank the fox said, “it’s the conclusion of this summit, so if there’s anything more than just proper development practices you’re taking away from these sessions, we’d appreciate it if you’d share them with the group.” The mood of the room was that they were happy to be done and not necessarily looking to prolong things, but Tarkik had a thought he needed to get off his chest. He stepped forward and raised his paw. “I feel like in the rest of the world, or at least in Arctica, relationships have a way of being disposable,” he said. “Sometimes you don’t see a friend for a while and you aren’t really friends anymore. Maybe you have a falling out with your family and you don’t go back for holidays. If your marriage stops working, you get a divorce. If you have a problem with an employee, you fire them. If you have a problem with your job, you quit. But here everyone has one relationship that they can’t walk away from. If they have a disagreement, they have to figure it out. They have to make it work. I don’t know if that has anything to do with software development. Maybe it’s a way to think about our relationship with our customers? And even that’s different. But that’s something about this place that’s going to stick with me.” Everyone was pretty somber after that—maybe they were expecting platitudes and not sincerity. Out of that sense of solemnity, Moon stepped forward. “I know you didn’t plan on me being here, but I was here, and my takeaway from being here is that I was able to do this. I wrote software that, maybe not animals all over the world, but animals who work for this company will use. I bet that doesn’t mean anything special to any of you. You do it all the time. But tomorrow morning, I won’t work here anymore. I won’t have a fox anymore. I basically won’t be anyone anymore. I’ll hang out in front of the hardware store and wait for wolves and foxes who need only one more set of paws to build a patio or put together a shed from a kit, and they’ll pay me cash, and I’ll be lucky if they give me a lift back to the hardware store when I’m done. But for a few weeks here, I was someone. If things had turned out differently, I could have been someone. Maybe I can be someone again.” Everyone was quiet contemplating that, and the silence was only broken by the rustle of Arturo’s slightly wet diaper as he stood up. No permission was given or needed for him to speak. “I’d like to apologize for my outburst on Monday,” he said. He took several deep breaths, gathering his thoughts and steeling himself. “I’m a homosexual,” he continued, “which is illegal in my country. Every year the company sends out a survey, and one of the questions is about sexual orientation, and I know it’s supposed to be anonymous, but I can’t take that risk. And then a later question asks whether I feel like I can bring my whole self to work, and of course the answer is no, but I can’t say why. And then I came here, and I felt like you were all rubbing my nose in what I wasn’t allowed to be.” He trailed off. “We’re not homosexual,” Frank the fox said after a pause. “We have wives.” “And if you didn’t feel safe in your own country, you could have applied for a transfer,” Frank the wolf added. “Who could I be sure it was safe to tell?” Arturo asked. “Anyways, it’s hard to get a new manager to accept your transfer when you’re on a performance improvement plan.” Colin seemed to want to comfort Arturo, but he didn’t reach out, and everyone else was silenced by their thoughts of what Arturo would be going home to shortly. “There’s no law like that in Arctica,” Tarkik volunteered. “I mean, it’s cold, but maybe because of that, we don’t make it harder on each other than it needs to be. And maybe for the same reason, they’re pretty good about letting talent in if it wants to be there. I didn’t covet Aput’s job, but when he left, someone had to replace him, and I was the most experienced, so I stepped up. I haven’t had a chance to backfill the spot I left open. Whichever of the two roles you want, it’s yours. I’ll take the other.” “Thank you,” Arturo said. “And thank you, Colin, for saving my job,” he added. “It’s what we’re all here for,” Colin said as he stood up and put a paw on Arturo’s shoulder. “But the moment we’re done here I’m going back to the hotel and taking this diaper off,” Arturo added. “I think technically I have to take that diaper off because that’s how things work here,” Colin joked. “And for the record, I’m not homosexual either. It’s just, I’m a male hyena. I know what it’s like to get my bottom cummed by female hyenas, so to speak, and let’s just say I was gentler than they are.” “Well that was very inappropriate,” Frank the wolf said, but everyone else just laughed. Nobody else had anything more to say, so with that, the summit was over. Tarkik was on the hotel room’s changing table when there was a knock on the door. “Tarkik? Moon?” Petunia asked from the other side. “We’re in the middle of a dirty diaper change,” Moon said. “You can come in if that doesn’t bother you,” Tarkik added. Moon looked at him quizzically. “Not being okay with my naked poopy butt being seen is a tomorrow problem,“ he said. “I guess that’s fine?” Petunia said. Moon cleaned his paws off with a wet wipe as he made his way to the door. Petunia closed it hastily behind her once he let her in. She stayed close to it, where her view of Tarkik’s nether regions was poor, as Moon returned to the changing table and put the wipe in the seat of Tarkik’s open diaper with the rest of the poop-covered ones. “My train is very early, so I’m planning to get an early night,” she said. “I thought about what you both said in the conference room. I emailed my husband. I told him when I get home, I want him to impregnate me with a keep litter. I’ll take bunny bonding leave when they’re born, since the company’s so good about that, but once they’re weaned, I’ll have to go back to work, and he doesn’t work, so it’ll be his job to take care of them. And if he wants to fuck some guy, they can do it at our house so they can watch the bunnies, and I don’t have to worry that they’ll get caught.” “What did he say to that?” Tarkik asked, as Moon finished the cleaning phase of the diaper change and rolled up the dirty diaper that had been underneath him. “He hasn’t answered,” she said. “What if he says no?” Tarkik pressed. “I’ll ask him why not. For all I know his lover has a sham wife who gave the same ultimatum. In that case we could all move in together, like wolves and foxes. I don’t actually know if he has sex with the same guy every time or if it’s always different. I’ve been married to him for twelve years and I barely know him. But we both have reasons to make it work, so we’ll make it work.” “That explains why you thought about what he said,” Moon noted. “What about me?” “Because I was in a loveless marriage, I focused on work while I was waiting for my life to start,” she said. “But because I did that, I basically guaranteed that it didn’t. I decided I’m not waiting anymore. I guess I don’t know the details, but I can assume. Your life has been paused for a while too, hasn’t it?” “It has,” Moon said, pulling the front of the clean diaper up through Tarkik’s legs. “I’m glad you could get it unpaused, for a few weeks at least. I hope you can keep it going.” “Thank you,” Moon said. “I’m glad I could be of use to you.” “You were plenty of use to me,” she said. “I didn’t end up having sex with anyone else. I guess Arturo would have been a lost cause, but I didn’t even try. I didn’t need to.” Moon nodded as he did up the tapes on Tarkik’s diaper, not sure what else to say that wouldn’t be redundant. “I’ll keep in touch,” Petunia said. She let herself out. -
I blushed a bit hearing you call me cutie as i then shook my head before saying "I....i know that i don't exactly have to get a job but i...i want to pay my share while living here i...i don't want to feel like your being taken advantage of and well working is all i done so i...i could survive cause well you see i...i been on my own since i could remember and i never had much of a stable home i was in and out of different foster homes that were not always that good and then once i aged out at 18 if i wanted to still live there i had to work.." i took a breath trying not to get so worked up but its been a struggle with what i been through as i then say "sorry if i ramble alot i just been struggling and i guess your the first person to well listen". -
Slowly shaking my head, "Cutie...I mean Valeria you don't have to look for a job if you don't want to. I mean I can help cover any expenses you have. It's not a big deal or anything. Besides you are new here and just want to make sure your experience is good. I want to provide a safe and no judgement space here. But...just know I am here to help you in any way I can. I want to support you and give an olive branch if needed." "Wait what did the beaver do to that butterfly?! Holy crap, this is a Disney film? haha" I say taking another few bites of pizza and moving on to my next slice -
Ditto, I hate the spell checker!! Drives me mad, so I turn it off. As for dyslexia … me too, never passed an exam in my life (except driving/flying licences). It was tough as a kid, but I’m blessed by being practical and to some extent artistic, so I made a successful career with that. The mind is a strange and ever evolving place!! Happy days!! -
"Great job Taylor! Seems like Josh is doing really well, I mean baby Josh of course. Remember finding the right angle for the nipple is key. They don't know how to suckle unless you position your breast." As I am saying that I see her nipple a few times before you latch on. I smile because I want you to get this experience before you do so on... I see you happily latch on so I check your diaper. Reaching down, "Still dry. It's always helpful to check just in case they get a little fussy. Besides their bottle will make them wet within the hour." I chuckle
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