Please note, this story carries a red warning and is not for the faint-hearted. You have been warned.
“What's going on?” John was stood behind me.
“Nothing boss,” I said.
“Well get on then.” I stared at my boss for a moment. What should I do with the dough? Panicked, I threw it back in with the rest and started kneading away.
“Not, like that,” John said, pushing me out of the way and putting his hands into my seedy dough.