Friday, 8 August 2014

Friday, August 08, 2014 -

Inside the Toy Box

by Rose St. Andrews
Published: Jul 2, 2014
Words: 37,088
Category: ageplay, romance
Orientation: M/F
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Chapter One - The Toymaker

Paula Auburn had a gift for thinking like a child. In her case, this was quite useful as she was a genius toymaker. She'd created the Hoop-de-Doo toy when she was a senior in high school, and then made a couple million dollars from licensing it to a major toy company. Once she graduated, she used the money to start her own computer game company. Two years later, the first of the Heidi Cooper Fantasy games came out. It was a smash hit, and the series made her company the newest of the Fortune 500 hits by the time she was twenty-eight. She was definitely a 'Type A' personality, even though she didn't look it. Several inches under five feet, she was petite, and proud of her firm build. Regular workouts at the gym were yet another way she exercised control over her life. The other was dominating at work, where she was the absolute authority on all things. With Paula, management was simple: do it my way or leave!

Into this organized chaos came Bruce Putnam - tall, powerfully built, and yet a quiet gentle fellow. He was called Mr. Mellow by his friends and his co-workers quickly followed suit. By the end of his first month at the company, a number of things had coalesced in his mind. He noticed that while the business was doing well, he could see trouble on the horizon. The place was disorganized and needed structure, and although he didn't know Paula too well, he could see that the company was like her life! The staff were frustrated with how things worked but they loved the benefits, pay, and working conditions. The place was a great working environment, and Bruce could see that the level of creativity was incredible.

The first clue as to the company's troubles came early. They were supposed to have a staff meeting every other Monday. So when the appointed day and time arrived, Bruce armed with his yellow legal notepad and notes on his projects, walked into the conference room and took a seat. The room was like everything else in the office: designed to impress and intimidate. It was large and spacious with a huge wooden oval table and colorful art on three walls (the fourth was a massive picture window that afforded them a spectacular view of Chesapeake Bay), and there were a few touches that indicated the purpose of the company was fun. In the corner was a football table, dart board, pool table, and a bookcase full of old fashioned board games.

As Bruce organized his notes, he was soon aware that no one else seemed ready for the meeting. Several people were starting a game of football, others were chatting about the latest movies, and Anne (the office manager) was dialing the local pizza parlor.

"So, who wants what on their pizza?" she called out.