Good morning, Ms. Hayward. I was wondering it youd like to partake in some luncheon.
Here it comes, I think to myself. Normally at the noon hour I grab a sandwich... she partakes in luncheon. Sounds like a bore. But there is the open query... just who is this woman who had husband Harold licking clean her shoes? And she was so composed in her brazen fondling of Harolds nipples...
Of course, Miss Teasdale... the cafeteria at 12:30?
Oh, I think we can do better. How about a quiet tete a tete at Neros?
Its a great restaurant, but pricey and I normally keep the noon meal simple.
Im buying, she offers, apparently reading my mind.
Yes. Well of course, Miss Teasdale. 12:30 at Neros.
Though in the corporate hierarchy I have rank, it never pays to rankle she who has constant
