“How much is a Taxi to Sydenham?” she asked. “I’ll drive you.” I offered, “Perkins can pick us up, how’s that?”
“Oh no,” she demurred. Big cock “I waitressed in McDonlds, I’ll do it again.” she said. “I’d better leave it, it’s company property.” she said sadly, “Get a Taxi.”
“I’ll help you down with the box,” I offered. “Clearing your desk?” I asked as I saw her, bending over her desk stuffing the photographs, trinkets and junk in a cardboard box. “You’re sick, you scare me!” she said. “Ready made chaperone.” I insisted, “Least I can do.” I left her and went to my office, it took but moments to phone and ask Perkins to come to collect us in the Limo, well our big black company Chrysler 300 which looked like a Bentley but cost a third as much.
