You head to the county seat to turn in your paperwork.

You climb into your jalopy, and drive to the Burger king, and pick up a good burger lunch. Full and happier you move on to the County government building to turn in your report. You walk into the lobby and walk up to the desk. A man filling out paper work looks up. "Can I help you," he asks.

"I'm the new female body inspector, and I need to turn in my paperwork," John inquires?

"One second," he informs. Then he calls a number and mumbles. After a minute he hangs up the phone and turns to you. "Someone will be down in a minute. Please have a seat," he gestures to the uncomfortable chairs.

A couple of minutes later a rushed female mayor professionally looks composed. "Hi I'm mayor Cromwell, and you are John Doe the new female body inspector correct," she asked tactfully.

"Yes. Who is the female compliance officer," you ask professionally?

"I believe that is Heidi Jackson," she responds. "We haven't had a female body inspector in a long while," she responds hesitantly.

"When was the last one," you ask?

"1983" she replies. You sigh. Looks like a long night.

"Ok, show me my office, and I'll get started with every female in the building," you reply. She leads you up to the forth floor, and in a little room in the back. Is an empty office a small laptop, and a window overlooking the town billboard for Alpo dog food. Mrs. Cromwell called her secretary to inform the compliance officer of a new Female body inspector. You close the door behind you and the mayor. Lets get started as you walk to your desk open the top drawer and put your finished inspections in the drawer. "When was your last cycle Mrs. Cromwell," you ask?

"Now," she replies.

"Strip please," you say as you click your pen.