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The next day you wake up the next morning at 7:30 and make yourself a healthy breakfast wondering what's going on, until you peek at a calendar and see that it's time for work and get dressed and do your hair in a bun and get dressed in your mother's office clothes, and take the train to her Office to do her secretary Job, Part of you is genuinely curious what kind of stuff she does.
As the week goes on you learn her routine through her memories, looking at how to set appointments and such. At first you're too focused on learning to do it so as not to risk getting fired, but you quickly get the hang of it, and even start to have fun with it, as you find pleasure in it's simplicity
Though it's not just the work that makes it fun, but the co-workers. It turns out your mother was social butterfly, as you have conversations with all your fellow employees, and as you look through memories to figure out what you need to say to them, you actually warm up to all of them and start to like them.
You start to like all the glares at your assets, your bust, your ass, your legs, all of it. You feel sexy knowing all the men were staring out of lust, and feel pride knowing all the women were staring out of jealousy, knowing you picked the tight shirt, skirt, and stockings intentionally to get people to stare.