Mike versus Michelle
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I got back to the London offices the following day. A comfortable flight had made it easier but I was still suffering from jet lag. Still I doubted that I was feeling as rough as the packages that had been in the hold.
Freddie gave me a call and suggested a meeting. He wanted an update on progress. I was happy that I had some ideas after my various trips. We agreed to meet in the board room the following afternoon.
Clegg arrived on time, looking in as good humour as he usually was. "Afternoon Larry. Good trip? Well I guess we'll hear about that. Not a bad bunch out there. Hope they looked after you."
"It was fine," I said. "everyone was very helpful. I got some good ideas, I think."
"OK," said Clegg. "That's what you're here for. How do you want to do this?"
"I'd like to talk through my thoughts using a few tools that I find helpful, basically summarising what I've learned over the last few weeks."
"You seemed to have learned how to enjoy yourself, young man, if what I hear of your trip is right. That's all to the good. Don't look so worried, I'm quite happy for you to take advantage of any opportunity — its part of the package as far as I'm concerned."
I gave an embarrassed cough. "Well, thanks. Yes, there was some fun but I thought I'd try to focus on the things I've learned about the business. Then we can agree what we want to do about it."
"Fine by me. You lead off."
"One of the things I have done is a SWOT analysis," I said turning to the flip chart that stood beside the board table.
"Special Weapons And Tactics?" asked Clegg looking puzzled.
"Strengths, Weaknesses, Opportunities and Threats," I explained as I drew the board into four segments, S, W, O & T.
"Ah," Clegg responded. "I see."
"I'll write up the things I think I've got from the meetings and visits of the past few weeks. If you want to pitch in with any thoughts as we go along, feel free to do so."
"Ha! Going to have to work for my living am I? OK"
"I'll start with the strengths. The research team is a definite plus." I wrote 'RESEARCH TEAM' up on the board. "All the clients that I spoke to reckon that you've got one of the best research teams in the business. Plus your snatch teams think the research is pretty good too. They don't get many surprises when they are on a job."
"So how does that help us?"
"Well, I don't want to jump to any conclusions, let's look at the other factors. Hacking — that's something your team is pretty good at too." I added that to the list. "Plenty of others have been making use of the Internet but your team seem to have got further on than most. In fact the whole IT side seems pretty strong to me."
"I'd have thought the fact that we can deliver all over the world was a strength -, don't you?" Clegg joined in.
"Well, certainly it's something the organisation does and it's perfectly good at. Virtually all of your competitors do it as well though, so I don't think it can be considered a particular strength. I didn't hear anyone saying you could do anything that others can't. I think you can only really count the things that are different or better than competitors — otherwise you just end up being a 'me too' operation."
"Hmm, yes. See what you mean. Never been my goal to be like the rest of the herd."
"But one other feature that was mentioned was your knowledge of the UK as a source of product. All of your clients said that was a big feature and important to them as well. It seems there some markets where UK product is a plus and you're definitely seen as the expert."
"OK, that's encouraging anyway. Any others?" I shook my head. Freddie looked concerned but pressed on. "How about weaknesses?"
"Well, something your clients talk about is a lack of choice — they feel once you get stuck into a commission there's not much chance to influence what's going on."
"Well, that's inevitable, isn't it?. You can't go changing operations in mid-stream."
"Maybe not but your competitors give their clients the feeling that they have more flexibility."
"Uh, huhh, OK," said Clegg warily. "Mm, well we ought to be taking account of the competition."
"Oh, yes. I think we can assume that if we're doing things right they will respond in some way. For now though I'm mainly interested in doing things our customers want that the competition aren't doing or that the competition is doing better than us. That's why I thought about the auctions."
"Hang on," said Clegg. "We've got one of the best Auction Centres that I know. You can't say that's a weakness."
"Well, I agree the Centre itself is impressive. The problem is that there aren't enough buyers and because there aren't enough buyers you're not getting as good a price as you could. If you could get a bigger audience you could find prices going up. Or if you could make things so that you really exploit the specialised talents of the stock. Take the chap who runs the business jet I flew back on. He got two fully trained cabin crew at one of our auctions for about what he'd have expected to pay for any two pieces in their mid-twenties. He got a real bargain. I think you end up under valuing the stock."
"I see what you mean. Certainly prices have seem depressed but I'd put that down to a more general market trend."
"There's no evidence to support that. In fact from my discussions some of your customers are paying higher prices from your competitors, not lower."
"Ha! Not my idea of the best way to do business."
"I think it stems from a number of problems. Customers just don't think you're interested in what they want, just in what you have to sell, so they come to see what you have to offer as an opportunity for a bargain, nothing more." I wrote 'Don't handle MY problems' up under weaknesses."
"All right."
"And the other thing is the stock that you carry." I added 'STOCK' that to the list.
"Can't sell what you haven't got," said Freddie, furrowing his brow.
"A common view but not always true. Sometimes you can sell what you know you can get. I think what I mean is that there doesn't seem to be any control over what stock you bring in or when. It seems like the snatch teams just pour stock in at one end and the Sales Centre has to find ways to shift it."
"Hmm, I'm not sure that's completely fair but there may be something in what you say. Certainly we had to clear a lot last year."
"OK. Well, the strengths and weaknesses all tend to be about what your business does. The opportunities and threats are all about external factors. I'm not sure I've really got to grips with this yet but here's a couple of thoughts. There's a growing number of women buyers in the market — that's got to be an opportunity and I'm not sure that anyone's really catering specifically for them. Then there's the younger buyers too. Again there are signs that the average age of buyers is coming down — a few people have said that. Again, I don't see anyone shaping up to that."
"Interesting, interesting. Well, if we're looking for threats, there's always the forces of law and order."
"Well, yes, but again that's pretty much the same for everyone isn't it? I guess if you have more problems because you're based here in the UK we could consider it a weakness but otherwise it's just what this market is all about, isn't it?
OK, yes, I see what you mean. It's probably the same for all of us. It's no worse here than in the States or most of the other EU countries. Maybe a bit better at the moment with most of them off worrying about counter-terrorism rather than us."
I ran through a few more thoughts but I could see Clegg's attention was wandering. Time to cut to the chase, I thought.
"So here's what I think we should do," I said. Clegg sat up. "Have you heard of the '4P's'?"
He shook his head.
"It's a way we talk about the mix of factors you need in a marketing approach: product, price, place and promotion."
"OK, I get it," said Clegg.
"Well here are my thoughts." I turned over a clean sheet on the flip pad and wrote:
Product — UK females that meet specific customer requirements.
Price — premium priced for a premium service
Place — Eastern Europe, Middle East, Far East
Promotion — account managed approach supported by video / web
+ explore opportunities in new markets (women / younger buyers)
Clegg looked at it. "Go on," he said, carefully.
"My view is that the future of Clegg Enterprises lies with higher value niche opportunities rather than the mass markets. I recognise some of these, especially the US, seem attractive and appear to be the areas of largest growth today but all my research indicates that these buyers will move to becoming more discriminating over time. The skills of the business in research and specialist acquisition of stock will match the emerging demands of the market for particular items. I'd recommend that Clegg Enterprises defocuses on the current auction approach and instead looks towards an approach in which buyers are encouraged to specify their requirements directly and indeed get fully engaged in the selection and acquisition process. Over time we would aim to migrate more of the current clientele to buying in the way that the most profitable customers do."
"OK, I can see the sense of that. I guess the big questions are how do we do it and how do we fund it?"
"Let's talk about how we should do it first. I've got some ideas that should prove simple to put into practice for starters. Firstly I'd like to start an account management approach with some of the current clients. Assigning a particular contact to them to be responsible for knowing their requirements and working with them on how we can meet them. I mean, for example, when I was out on the island, it was clear that Steve Glennis has a number of projects in mind that we could help him with, he hadn't thought about talking to us. If someone had been talking to him, understanding his projects, we'd have been able to make suggestions and with the research skills we'd have been able to find just what he wanted."
"So instead of waiting for him to turn up at an auction," Clegg began.
"Which he may or may not do," I said. "And in fact he hadn't for over a year until last month."
" ... instead of that, we work with him on specific acquisition projects."
"We follow that up with an approach that lets clients review and comment on our plans - we could use some sort of secure web technology; share the surveillance stuff with clients; get them to comment on the girls before we pick them up. The idea should be that we move to more acquisitions for specific projects and fewer speculative collections. If we make things specific enough for people they'll pay a lot more, we'll be able to command a premium price because we'll be getting the customer just exactly what they want."
"Well, it's funny you should say that I mean that's how I started out. I mean apart from my own little hobby activities, the first professional job I did was for a guy who was infatuated with a girl. He tried to date her and she laughed him off. I told him I could get him what he wanted and I did. He came up with a big wad of cash, very grateful he was. That was the seed funding for Clegg Enterprises." He went on, "But your ideas are going to need cash too. So how do you propose funding it?"
"You're going to think this a bit radical," I said.
"I like radical if it solves the problem," Clegg responded.
"OK," I took a deep breath. "Close the Sales Centre."
Clegg spluttered, "But that cost us a fortune to set up! I thought you marketing guys were all about better selling."
"Nah — marketing's about getting people to buy. I bet it did cost you a fortune to set up. And it's costing you a fortune to run. It's expensive and you don't actually need it. It isn't much used apart from the auction suite. It's much better to go to the customers. If you need them to come to you, use the London Club.
"But what about the warehousing facilities and re-sales and the auctions?"
"There's probably enough space at the Prep Centre. If we're doing more collection against specific requirements then we should need less warehousing anyway — not point in keeping stock if we don't need to. I think you can use the Internet more for auctions of any commodity stuff, we'll still get 'opportunities' presenting themselves and I don't propose we should turn them down. But when you do use an auction you need to get to a wider customer base — it's all got a bit cosy at present and you don't get the prices you should because there just aren't enough bidders involved."
Clegg looked thoughtful and then seemed to come to a conclusion. "All right let's go with this," he said. "You try your account management approach with one or two clients and see if that works. Go make a video about what we are up to — I like that idea - but don't spend too much money on it. And you can get Technical to do a feasibility study on the Internet service. How does that sound?"
"Fine, that'll let us make a start. And the Sales Centre?"
"I'll think about it. We'll talk about it again after you've done this first bit. I'll set you up with a couple of clients to go talk about their requirements."
"OK," I said. "Fine by me. Just make sure that Research are teed up to play their part."
"Don't worry, Larry, you'll get all the help you need. Oh and you'd better go have a chat with Harry, I can imagine that field operations are going to be working harder."
Harry proved difficult to track down but eventually I got him to answer his mobile. "Can we chat," I said.
"Sure," said Harry but I'm a bit up to my ears in it right now. I've got an operation in hand but if you want to come up here I'd be OK with that."
"OK," I said. "Where's 'here' then?" He gave me an address in a small town about 20 miles away from the Prep Centre. I took the train from Euston. It wasn't much later arriving than I'd expected and a short walk from the station found me outside a door sandwiched between a greengrocers and a pet shop. There was only one bell. I pushed it.
Harry's voice crackled through a small brass grill, "Yup?"
"It's Larry," I said.
"Come on up," he replied, the lock buzzed and I pushed the door open. A narrow staircase led upwards. At the top of the stairs was a glass panelled door that opened into a scruffy reception area. Behind the empty reception desk was a door into an inner office. Harry put his head around the door and waved me in. "Larry," he said, "excellent. There's someone I want you to meet."
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Misao: This doesn't look good, Himura! Megumi: If this goes on, Yahiko will... (Genbu is standing over Yahiko, twirling the two ends of his staff.) Kenshin: It's all right. If you look at his eyes, you'll know. (Yahiko wears a look of fierce determination.) Genbu: Those are good eyes. The eyes of a boy who hasn't learned to give up. It'll be a pleasure to close those eyes forever! (He strikes out, and Yahiko dodges.) Genbu: The younger my opponent, the better! Taking away a long...
"J-Jenny?" my mother said, finally finding that she needed to sit down after all. "Hi, Mrs. Welch! Yeah, it's me," my best friend giggled and licked her wet lips. Jenny stood up and I could see she was dressed in black, like in that plastic PVC stuff, all polished and shining beneath the bright fluorescent lights. She wore a corset with demi-cups that pushed her large, pale breasts out and up invitingly. It clung to her tiny waist and I wondered how she could possibly draw a breath...
I hated to admit it but Freddie was right. There wasn't much else I could do after I had put the flat back together again so I went in to the office as usual. I reckoned the kidnappers would find me if they had something to say. I tried to do some work on the Glennis request. I'm not a big fan of desk research, it's pretty dull to start with, but sometimes it's the only way to find out what you need to know. Normally I do this stuff to analyse markets; this time it was to look for a...
Guys this is pavan.this is my first story in iss and i want to share one of my experiences to the never ending world of iss.this starts when i finished my b.pharmacy in hyderabad and returned to banglore my hometown.i was well greeted by my mother and father for the successful completion of my studies while entering my house .mom told me to take bath and we can all have lunch together .we all sat together on the dining table and ate our lunch sharing many lighter moments.after my lunch i felt a...
Hi all, This a lengthy story of my first experience and proceed to go further only if you have patience to read everything in detail. This is vinesha, born and bought up in hyderabad. I am 27 years old now working in bangalore with an mnc. I came to this city due to some issues with my boy friend and family and wanted to stay away from them for some time. I took a transfer in same company and moved here. When I came here first time, I was having lot of mixed feelings as I never stayed away from...
LesbianNarrated by Amit Hello, this is Amit here. You read about me and my hot cousin sister Swati in Kumar apartments Parts 3 and 4. You read how I arrived in Bangalore looking for a job and was staying at my uncle’s house. It was after 15 years, I was seeing my cousin sister Swati. She was now a grown-up beauty and, moreover, a very naughty girl. I had a hot Whatsapp chat with her the previous night. The next morning I got up late. I am not used to sleeping late. But yesterday was a special night...
IncestHi, sabko mera good wishes. Sabse pahle to aap sabse maafi mangta hoon itne din koi story update na karne ke liye. Woh darasal sach bolu to Karnataka election ke karan mera pura bussiness down ho gaya tha pichle 4-5 mahino se. Is liye itna time to bilkul bhi nahi mila ki story likhoon baith kar. Aaplog mujhe maaf kare aur Kumar apartment ke agle aane wale kisso ka maza le. Aap apni opinion mujhe mere mail pe de sakte hai kahani padne ke bad. Aap logo ke mail ka mujhe intzaar rahega. Mera mail...
Hello ISS readers, hope you all are in good health. Hope you have read all my previous stories and enjoyed them. I will take this chance to thank everyone for the amazing response to my last published story. Now here I am here with a new fiction about my hot 30 years slim and sexy neighbor, Swati. She was married to Rajesh 2 years back. But it was a month since they rented an apartment just next to mine. Rajesh was working as a sales executive in a pharma company. He was a smart and handsome...
Hi this is Swaroop 23years old from Bangalore my height is 5.10 medium built with 6 inch gun which can satisfy any one. I’m regular visitor of iss but this is my first (real) story i am submitting here. Let me introduce my partner who satisfied me, my maternal aunt’s daughter name Swathi (name changed) 32 years married. Her height is 5.7 or something around it with good assets which make any guy to fall for her. It all happened few months back someone tried witching on our family so we were not...
Incest“Ya I found it. Fuck! There is no light in the stairs, dude!” “Arre come upstairs, wahi hai.” “But I’m scared! You know how scared I am of the dark!” “Hehe, come upstairs! I’m waiting at the door”. “Be naked!” “Shut up! I have neighbours! Come home, I’ll be naked the entire weekend!” “No!” I said, petulantly. “I’ll go back right now if you aren’t naked when I reach your place!” “Don’t be like this na! Their door is also open! What if they see me!” Swati sounded annoyed. “Dekhne do! I’m...
IncestThis is the story of Swati. This story between Anushree, Swati and me would invite many more beautiful women to enjoy our bed with us. You might say we are of ‘mature’ age but our sex life is very hot! We’ve been together for 1month now and the sex just keeps getting better. We both agree sex is one of the greatest joys in life and also very healthy. While talking about our fantasies one day I inquired as to whether she ever fantasized about other women. “No way!”Anushree said, “I have...
This story is about Swati (name changed for obvious reasons) and me. It all started when I was in std 12(2005). It was winter time and all schools were closed for Christmas. After scoring high grades in 10th, I moved to the capital city and was staying in a PG. My father’s ex colleague and his wife were my LG and were the only people I knew in the city. It was family of 4 : Husband, wife, daughter Swati(23 yrs) and son sanju (20). Lemme tell you about Sonam. She is 5’2″, fair with a figure of...
Hello Readers. I have been reading stories in this forum since last 3 yrs and finally decided to share my story with you all. About me, I am 24 yrs with avg height of 5’8’’, fair complexioned and athlete body. Currently I stay in Delhi and working for an MNC. Please do share your feedback with me after ready this on This story is about Swati (name changed for obvious reasons) and me. It all started when I was in std 12(2005). It was winter time and all schools were closed for Christmas. After...
Hi all…This is vinesha again about my experience on the next day of my earlier story..”Encounter with sweet Swathi”. Thanks all for your wonderful feedback. After such a beautiful/strange/weird thing that happened in the night, I was thinking about it only in the office also. Moreover, since I did not have proper sleep, my eyes also turned red. Some of my colleagues asked my reason why they are red, I told, was not feeling well and some crap. After my lunch, I was not able to control my...
Hi All, this is Rohit(Name changed).Please mail me your comments at about myself. I’m a post graduate working at Hyderabad. I’m 5’11” tall with fair skin. I’m smart enough and good looking. Mostly all of the girls and auntie’s keep staring at me. So do I, Now coming to the story it happened nearly 6 months back. I had just joined and had started earning. I had a colleague named Rajesh who had become very friendly with me because he thought that I’m very smart and could help him with different...
Market Research "Confirm Order" I pressed the button on the computer screen. This was the early days of the internet when Amazon only sold books. America On-Line had online shopping for a small set of vendors. I had just ordered a pack of cotton Hanes women's panties. Just out of college and living alone for the first time, my thoughts were consumed with the idea of dressing like a woman. I was too ashamed to go into stores to purchase anything, but online no one had to know....
I gave Freddie an update on Rachel's progress. He seemed happy. I was wondering whether he was really worried about the outcome or whether he was just keen to see me getting fully involved. Whichever was the case, the threat of violent intervention appeared to have receded. Rachel was still completing the programme. I'd called Sarah into my office. She appeared, smartly dressed as always her clearly visible collar the only real indication of her slave status, exactly on time. "Good...
Cindy didn't spend too long in prep. The Emir wanted his new acquisitions "fresh" as he called it. That was fine by us. I'd gone down to the customer lounge to join Rick for the handover of the remaining eight of the Emir's household slaves, four house maids, three for 'entertaining' clients and his new PA. We'd got together pretty much everything he'd wanted and, of course Cindy as well. Tricia had suggested using Brian's daughters, Beth and Ella, as two of the 'entertainers', I...