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Linda Hoffman, director of communications, came into the section and went into the office of Stewart Lawn, manager of the technical writing team. Within two minutes Stewart called Andy to his office.
Wondering what this was about, Andy walked between the lines of desks of writers and their researchers and heard one smart-ass send the room into silence when he called, ‘You weren’t here long Andy.’
Cheeky slut, Andy mused, but at least someone in the pack knew his name.
There was silence in the manager’s office as Andy entered and then Stewart said importantly, ‘Do you remember Mrs Hoffman Andy?’
Well he knew her intimately enough to known Mrs Hoffman had a scar on the center of her right butt cheek from a fall from her scooter when she was six.
‘Sure. Hi Linda.’
Steward said sternly, ‘Andy our director might prefer being called Mrs Hoffman.’
‘No Linda is fine coming from Andy.’
‘Andy, she said. ‘I have received a call from Paul Friedman at the wind-up of the national convention of the Consumer Protection Society. He could barely speak. He reported that yesterday morning he received a standing ovation at the end of his address and minutes before he called, the society’s president announced the majority of the 2300 delegates had voted Paul Friedman as the outstanding speaker at the plenary sessions and she presented Paul with the society’s medal as top convention speaker. Paul was so emotionally awed that he had difficulty speaking to me. He added he owed everything to you.’
‘Well perhaps I boosted his confidence and rearranged a few of his words. It was Paul who gave the address.’
‘I would think he excelled because he had confidence in the prepared speech he was delivering,’ Linda said. ‘Our chairman is worried about the speech has to give at a plenary session of the International Food Processors’ Organization in Rome next month. Paul and I agree we should talk to Mr Shields about you and we would like your response.’
‘Yeah go ahead Linda but tell him I only work one-on-one with the client with no aides present. I have to set up the right atmosphere before squeezing the client to speak openly to me.’
‘Well we have a problem here,’ said Linda. ‘Our chairman is an investment banker who knows sweet all about what we do.’
‘That’s fine, I can talk to people who really know what we do and why. Then I have to tap into Chairman Shields to find out what he knows and doesn’t know about us.’
Stewart frowned and said that could be embarrassing for the chairman being stretched out like that.
‘I believe I have the skills to handle that, having observed for some years how women handle men as if they were boys.’
Stewart frowned and Linda giggled.
‘Stewart and I have been discussing how to reward Paul. We have been at war, like so many of our competitors, for years with the society, and Paul’s outstanding efforts would have improved our standing with the society no end. Have you any suggestions?’
‘I should think air tickets to New York and complimentary hotel accommodation for two for three nights would be perfect. Don’t say ‘and wife’ when making the presentation. For all we know Paul might like to take someone else.’
‘Who?’
‘Well Mrs Young could be a candidate.’
Linda spluttered, ‘But Paul is almost debonair while Mrs Young…’
Andy sighed and said, ‘Well we don’t have to work out Paul’s thinking. He can manage that and in answering your disbelief, don’t they say that opposites attract?’
‘Well yes.’
As soon as Linda left, Stewart tapped on the desk of Miranda Lott, who sat behind the Lead Writer.
‘Linda and everyone behind her, would you please move back on desk. Andy Ash, would you please move up here to occupy this desk in reward for meritorious service in improving the image of the corporation.’
Stewart left the office to avoid complaints. But there was no bickering. Andy was asked to explain what this was about. He said he’d been asked to write a speech for the director of marketing and it had wowed the convention of the Consumer Protection Society.
‘Consumer Protection Society,’ someone said in a quavering voice. Everyone crowded Andy to congratulate him and his elevation was accepted.
On Friday two weeks later, Paul went for a long weekend to New York City and on that same day Mrs Young called in sick.
The following week when Paul dumped new assignments on the manager of the technical writing team and checked on work in progress, he chatted to each member of the tech-write team and left Andy till last. They chatted and Paul ended the interchange loudly when saying, ‘Oh Andy. You are due at the chairman’s office for lunch at 1:00. He wants help to compose an address to the International Food Processors’ Organization based in Rome.’
Paul walked off smiling while Andy dropped a pencil and turned to look under Miranda’s desk, knowing she wore very short skirts. Lifting up he whispered, ‘Very nice. Are you doing anything tonight?’
‘God no,’ said Miranda, who’d been holding her breath.
‘Dinner at my place?’
Her mouth opened and her tongue fluttered.
A couple of week later, Linda used her key and walked into Andy’s apartment carrying a bottle of French Champagne. He was on the sofa reading a comic.
‘Something tells me you are having it off with Miranda Lott.’
‘Yeah.’
‘Is she any good?’
Andy said diplomatically, ‘Not as good as you.’
‘Well I must say I rather it is Miranda than some of those other sluts in the office.’
‘Are you talking guys or females?’
Linda laughed and kissed him and then kissed him again when he said, ‘You know I only associate with classy women.’
She laughed while he wondered how Alice was coping with life and had she left the brothel permanently.
Stripping off Linda said, ‘Let’s have a couple of drinks and then I think it’s time we had anal.’
‘Good I’ve always wanted to hear you scream.’
She giggled and told him to get his clothes off.
After that evening, when Linda behaved like an out-of-control whore, Andy no longer thought of her as being classy, not that it mattered to him. He liked a woman being a woman.
Before leaving for the office next morning, Linda said, ‘The chairman just loves his speech. He told me to give you a week off.
‘Would you like to go somewhere for a week?’
‘No that would really earn me the title of slut. Go with someone else but if you take Miranda it will be noticed’
‘Okay I have an engagement party coming up in New Mexico soon. I’d like to take my parents and younger sister and brother.’
‘Well submit a budget to me. We will probably give you a bonus to cover half of the outlay.’
Andy thought that was very generous.
He called his mom that night.
‘Hi beautiful.’
‘Oh hi darling, I’m aware I’m overdue for a call from you. And how’s my big-shot?’
‘I’m small fry in Chicago and even within our company, but I’m still on the up and that pleases me. What’s news?’
‘Oh your sister and brother both appear to be doing well at school and we’ve had a great year with the ranch, making up for those previous two summers of drought. It’s going pretty well. Your father has a few days a month moody….’
‘Like a woman?’
She laughed and continued on to say everything was fine, really fine.’
His voice rose in excitement. ‘I’m calling to say I wish to take you all to Angelina William’s engagement party at Clem’s home in Santa Fe, New Mexico, on the 8th of next month, staying three nights in hotel suites.
‘Omigod I can’t believe this. Omigod.’
‘Well write down the date and work out with the family what three nights away do you wish to have. The party begins at lunch on Saturday. I’ve received an invitation to the event from Clem and Angelina and she’s adde
d a note to bring my family. I’ll confirm with her when we have the bookings.’
‘Have you been in regular contact with Angelia?’
‘No this just came out of the blue, first an email asking for my postal address.’
‘Why would she spurn you but invite you to her engagement party?’
‘You know women mom. They are aware of their weaknesses more so than males. She believes if she came close to me it could wreck her loyalty to her chosen one.’
‘Do you really believe that?’
‘Yes.’
‘Well so do I, now you have explained that. I always thought it was strange the every time bar one occasion when you came home she was away.’
‘Mom is anyone listening?’
‘No they are all watching a TV show, laughing their heads off.’
‘Well this spurning as you appear to regard it with Angelina also has to do with guilt. I saw her mom when I was last home and Amy confessed to me she’d shot dad. I pushed her into that, having worked it out she could have been the only person with real motive when she saw me injured. She went on to say she’d long suspected I was a beaten kid and you were probably beaten as well.’
Andy said, ‘Amy told me she’d confessed to you not long after the shooting.’
Irene whimpered, ‘Yes she did.’
‘She told me no one else knows what she did, not even Bernie but I believed she lied, that she must have told Angelina otherwise how could she have sent Angelina to the ball without me and cautioned Angelina to be careful what she said when questioned by the sheriff or his deputies to avoid sending her mother to jail?’
‘Omigod.’
‘Mom I decided not to confront Angelina about this, to allow her to keep her guilt to herself. Please don’t discuss what we have just discussed with anyone else.’
‘I won’t, I promise and I’ll tell you this Andy, if it hadn’t been for Angelina’s guilt in collaborating illegally with Amy, you would have been the person she would have lined up to become engaged to.’
‘Yeah life can be tough eh? But life goes on as well you know.’
Irene quickly got the conversation back on track. ‘Well I’m so excited about going to New Mexico. Santa Fe is a hugely historic place. This will enhance the kids’ awareness of America and its history. I’m off to tell them as soon as the TV show ends and will call you back.’
The family arrived in Santa Fe without Carl who revealed he would be scared of flying. When Andy offered to drive him, Carl told Andy confidentially, ‘The truth is I don’t like Angelina’s mother. She always looks at me funny like as does Angelina for that matter.’
Andy would never forget seeing Angelina running towards them in a short skirt, skimpy top and tits swaying as she ran. Oooh she looked prime for fucking.
Angelina hugged his mom first but Andy didn’t mind that. She’d get to him eventually.
She did and kissed him fully, pressing hard into him and then standing back a little, leaving one arm around him and brushing his hair back and laughing and saying didn’t he ever do his hair.
Andy felt a big boner coming on and that pleased him and he pulled the luggage trolley closer to hide the rising pants tent.
On the return flight home the family parted again at Denver, Andy flying back to Chicago. His mom and the kids had a change of flight ahead on the way back home.
They’d had a great time and Andy had never felt so close to his family. They’d shared a double-bedroom suite with twin beds in each room in an historic hotel that completely awed the kids. Andy and Pete shared one of the rooms and they were still in the pool when Irene took sleepy Kate off to bed. They’d had a lively dinner with Clem and his parents and paternal grandparents and Angelina and her parents.
Andy and Pete had been up at dawn to go exploring on hotel bicycles, returning well after 9:00 to find they had to drag the females yelling and kicking out of their beds. Kate at twelve was already focused on shopping and shopped for hours with her mom while the two guys went off looking for adventure. Andy knew what it was like for Peter growing up on a ranch and not getting off it much because there were always chores to do. In contrast other moms would frequently call with their daughter to leave to play with Kate or her mom would take her off to play with someone.
Andy told Pete he knew about the loneliness but there was light ahead.
‘Not long after your fifteenth birthday girls will begin inviting you over and you’ll be invited to mixed birthday parties and guys will invite you to go camping as a gang with only a couple of dads and this social expansion to your life will go from there. You believe me, don’t you?’
‘Bloody oath.’
Andy managed to keep a straight face and asked where Pete had picked up that very impolite term.
‘From my friend Terry. He’s from England.’
‘Well just remember not to use it in front of ladies.’
‘Okay but what’s a lady… grandmothers?’
‘Um women who don’t use bad language.’
‘Mom uses four-letter words when she loses it.’
‘Um mom is a lady. There always are some exceptions. Do you know what a prostitute is?’
‘No.’
‘What about a hooker?’
‘Yeah they are babes who charge for sex.’
Relieved to have a way out, Andy said, ‘Well your mother wouldn’t regard hookers as ladies, but there is no need for you to repeat this conversation.’
‘Nah I won’t. Anyway that conversation wasn’t something I’d remember.’
At Denver when Andy was about to go to look for his flight, the kids kissed him and their mom hugged and kissed him warmly.
‘Thanks and I really mean that Andy,’ Irene choked. ‘I feel I’ve been to heaven.’
Irene burst into tears when Peter (or Peter to her) said to Andy, ‘Thanks pal, I didn’t realize I had such a cool guy as a brother. Take care and get me to visit you in Chicago sometime.’
‘I’ll come if one of your girlfriends will take me shopping,’ Kate said, demonstrating her increasing sharpness in thinking and opportunism.
* * *
Chairman Joseph Shields returned from Rome elated that he’d been elected to a high-powered working party to investigate how to get over-runs from bulk food canning and drying plants moved to collection points around the world for distribution as part of aid projects in Third World countries under the auspices of the United Nations. The committee had elected him as its convener
The committee was due to meet in Jakarta, Brazil, Algiers and twice in London before the convener would return to Rome to deliver\ its report and recommendation in Rome in nine months.
‘Wives accompany us when we travel,’ Joseph said at the monthly meeting with executives of the Silver corporation. ‘My French wife lived several years in Algiers as a girl and her parents now live in London, so you can imagine how excited she is about this,’ he beamed.
He said to the CEO Carlos Rizzo, ‘I forget to mention this Carlos but my speech appeared to go down extremely well. I was told later that was for two reasons, it actually was a speech of substance and it was worded in such a way that real-time translations coped with it without difficulty.’
Joseph remembered to recognize Andy’s contribution. ‘I give full credit for that to your guy who got me relaxed and then opened me up to speak as if I was talking to my kids when they were young. He then tinkered but I still felt it was my speech and of course he’d brief me I must take ownership of my speech and practice it several time to perform like a star. Yes, that’s what he said to me, to one who tries to avoid public speaking, to perform like a star. And you know what, when speaking to that assembly of almost fifteen hundred people I had that image of myself on the spot-lit rostrum in that vast arena. How that young man managed to do that with me I have no idea.’
‘Well thanks for that report Mr Chairman,’ said Carlos. ‘I suspect young Mr Ash is beginning to
reveal hidden talent. I’ll talk to Mike as chair of human resources about this. Come to my office please Mike as soon as we finish here. Let’s attend to Mr Ash when he’s fresh in our minds.’
Linda called Andy when she left the meeting.
‘Hi Linda. Itchy for it?’ he whispered into his phone.
She squirmed and said no, she had a dinner party to go to that evening at a friend’s place, starting early. I’m calling to let you know you are being considered for relocation. I have no idea where or when but believe it will come with a title and salary boost. Demand a car if it’s not offered. The chairman was almost raving about your assistance with his speech.’
‘Yeah so I gather. He just called me with praise. He’s landed some big appointment and appears excited about that. He says I may have to go with him to Rome when the report is being considered by the parent body.’
‘God what a boost that would give to your personal profile,’ she said. ‘That one mission would put you on the international map and you may very well come under the eye of the UN’s Food and Agriculture Organization’s recruiters for a senior appointment. The FAO is also based in Rome with offices in other countries.’
‘The FAO? Why would I wish to become involved with that bunch of twits?’
‘You sound keen to go to Rome?’
‘Yeah but that’s different. The internal food processors group is an outfit that makes decisions quickly and acts quickly and doesn’t get bogged down in procedural matters and political and diplomacy stone-walling..’
Linda said coolly, ‘Don’t speak ignorantly Andy. I can tell you many of those people you see on TV at major UN meetings feel they are making contributions that will count for something. I’ve been there many times because my father was a senior admin guy with the UN in New York. Also I did my major submission for my MBA on how much the FAO gives billions of dollars of free information and support to needy countries on development initiatives. It really is a huge network and makes huge differences to advance counties to improve food sustainability. In fact I did my thesis on aspects of the FAO work. I’ll give it to you to read sometime. My dad was so proud of me for keeping going with it, expecting I would give up due to the bureaucratic entanglements at both ends of the project.’
‘I apologize for showing my ignorance.’
‘Well who knows, there may be more truth in what you said that what I think. However I’m delighted you can admit you might have shown ignorance. That is a sign of a maturing young man.’
‘Thanks mother.’
‘Ouch.’
They laughed.
The fellow master’s degree student Penny Wiseman called him that night, apologizing for the delay in getting back to him.
‘That’s okay.’
‘With this study buddy proposal, may we just talk on the phone, never to meet?’
‘Okay. Are you ugly?’
‘Not particularly so.’
‘Are you in a wheelchair?’
There was no response.
Andy waited and then said, ‘Well that’s okay. Let me know if you ever decide we should meet. Now we are on easy road at present but will be climbing a hill that will come on to us at a gallop since we are trying to get this done in twelve months. I’ve received everything and had completed the first two sessions and my first assignment. What about you?’
‘Two sessions and two assignments. I have more time than you even though I have my baby to look after. I’ll align my schedule with yours and that will make this buddy-study thing more manageable. So let’s start compiling a monthly schedule over twelve months with two sessions and one assignment crossed off and then we’ll discuss that first assignment.’
‘Great idea. Did you work in business admin?’
‘Yes before the car accident two years ago I was manager of accounts receivable for a large store. I have been taught to have an orderly mind.’
‘Great that will assist me. My mind floats a bit, quite a bit actually, but then I’m in the creative side of business. I’m in technical writing.’
‘God and you call that creative?’
‘Apparently there are some who think I’m creative in how I approach and manage my projects and with technical writing I write formally but am dedicated to the K.I.S.S principle.
‘Keep it simple stupid or KISS,’ Penny said.
They laughed and she remembered to give Andy her email address.
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I had just returned from a two week vacation with the bastard better known as my husband. It was really just a last ditch attempt to reconcile our sham of a marriage, but to my thinking, it was just an excuse to get drunk and fuck a lot. To be honest, my husband was great in the sack. It was how he got me to marry him (because he wasn't the best looking guy in the world), but the man certainly knew his way around a woman's body. The problem was that was all he was good for. He couldn't hold...
BY ROBBY SR. My neighbor and his wife had to go out of town suddenly to visit her mother who'd had a stroke. A mild one, and she was fine, but it was a good excuse to make the trip they'd put off for too long. They left their son, Mike, home so he could keep up his practice. It was his second year on his school's football team, and he didn't want to miss any of the late summer practices. They asked me to stay at their house to look after Mike. I've been a bachelor all my life...
me and my brother have always been close, when we was growing up in the countryside we would play in the feilds or lay in the hay sharing our problems. when i started my periods at 14 he was the first to know, he asked me what it felt like, i replied painful and shoving a tampon up your pussy isnt the greatest joys of life.rolling over on to me he asked how heavy i was and i said very, we said nothing for 20 mins then his hand rubbed on my thigh and asked if he could do anything to help. i said...
I pulled her naked body close to mine and lower my head to kiss her. My lips grazed hers and her mouth opened as my tongue darted out to meet hers. Pent up desire exploded with that first naked kiss and my hands began to explore her body. I teased my hand slowly down her back, smiling as she shivered and groaned into my mouth. I cupped her bum,...
A week had passed since the four girls had had their night of same sex fun and none of them could keep the thoughts far from their minds. They had all agreed it was definitely not going to be a one-off and Zoe was tasked with organising the next get together. The girls had all left Zoe with some cash and told her to find an online ‘toy’ shop. This was like a red rag to a bull and Zoe and Jess spent hours excitedly giggling at all the products on offer on the website. They’d also decided that it...
LesbianHe slept in. As the houseguest of Will, his college roommate during the last two years at school, they’d stayed up late last night drinking and reminiscing. Bob knew that Will had to get up and do something early that morning. After he peed he went out to the kitchen in the little robe they’d provided. Seeing him, Will’s wife Sarah turned toward the coffee pot, her lovely early-thirties back and buns completely uncovered. When she turned towards him he got his first full look at some firm...
Dale listened closely to my account of Jayde's accusation. He then, of course, had to know the full details of that wretched night when the Jays had shagged me in Toby's flat. He must have wondered how anyone could stumble their way into such a daft situation. However he did not criticize, but shook his head, and uttered a long 'H-u- u- u -mph' sound. Then he said quietly. 'Her whole story sounds like bullshit. That one night was the only time when you might, just possibly, have...
A week had passed since the four girls had had their night of same sex fun and none of them could keep the thoughts far from their minds. They had all agreed it was definitely not going to be a one-off and Zoe was tasked with organising the next get together. The girls had all left Zoe with some cash and told her to find an online ‘toy’ shop. This was like a red rag to a bull and Zoe and Jess spent hours excitedly giggling at all the products on offer on the website. They’d also decided that...
May was at home in her house alone late at night. She was a mistress who had recently lost a submissive and was looking for a replacement. May was 5’ 9”, 36H bra, and brown eyes. May was wearing a black bra and laced black panties. She decided just for fun to go to a chat site she often used to talk with others when she got bored. As she scanned through the site suddenly she came across a beautiful woman. She was blonde, around 5’ 8”, had 36 D tits, and blue eyes, but that was just the tip of...
Gemma, Sophie, Jess and Zoe had all gone through college together. A few years on and they’d all settled into jobs around where they’d grown up. Jess and Zoe were renting a flat together, while Gemma had got her own place – with a little help from her folks. Sophie was the shier one of the group and was still living at home, although it restricted her in some ways, she secretly liked the security it provided her. The girls were always out together either shopping, eating, drinking or dancing...
Part 2: Wake Up Call May woke up at 7am lying naked in bed. She often had a habit of losing clothes in her sleep, but it was something she never felt ashamed of. She slid out of bed and walked up to the window pressing her tits against the glasses and looked for her new toy. She could see Megan lying naked in bed. The light on her body made her pussy glitter. May could feel herself getting damp from the torture of her new submissive being only a walk away and unable to touch her. So she...
I’ve always had this thing for my little brother’s wife; young, attractive, intellectual, and I suppose, coquettish would be a good adjective for her.Sure, I love my wife and wouldn’t want to change her for anyone. But every time I see those two little dimples in the small of my sister-in-law’s back, my mind turns to the ovaries that lay somewhere behind them, and I just so want to impregnate them.My wife, Justine, and I are a little ahead of Mark and Sarah in the family stakes. We have a boy...
HumorGrowing up I never really thought my family was strange until I got into high school and started going over to my friends' houses and saw how their parents were. Mine were apparently different. It wasn't something that you could point out as night and day but more so in the way they acted. My mom and dad were openly affectionate to a degree that you wouldn't expect. They wouldn't just kiss goodbye, they would passionately make out in front of me and even grope one another, sliding hands into...
Growing up I never really thought my family was strange until I got into high school and started going over to my friends' houses and saw how their parents were. Mine were apparently different. It wasn't something that you could point out as night and day but more so in the way they acted. My mom and dad were openly affectionate to a degree that you wouldn't expect. They wouldn't just kiss goodbye, they would passionately make out in front of me and even grope one another, sliding hands into...
Part 2: Wake Up Call May woke up at 7am lying naked in bed. She often had a habit of losing clothes in her sleep, but it was something she never felt ashamed of. She slid out of bed and walked up to the window pressing her tits against the glasses and looked for her new toy. She could see Megan lying naked in bed. The light on her body made her pussy glitter. May could feel herself getting damp from the torture of her new submissive being only a walk away and unable to touch her. So she decided...
BDSMMay was at home in her house alone late at night. She was a mistress who had recently lost a submissive and was looking for a replacement. May was 5’ 9”, 36H bra, and brown eyes. May was wearing a black bra and laced black panties. She decided just for fun to go to a chat site she often used to talk with others when she got bored. As she scanned through the site suddenly she came across a beautiful woman. She was blonde, around 5’ 8”, had 36 D tits, and blue eyes, but that was just the tip of...
BDSMHi friends, this is Princess here with my first and fake story. I’m 18 yrs old and studying in college. This happened a few months back when I went to my uncle’s for some exam. My figure is 34-28-36 which is the reason why men keep staring at me may them be strangers or friends.I had finished my board exams, to begin with, and was preparing for the college entrance test. The centre for my exam was my uncle’s city. So, a month before the date for the examination I went to my uncle’s city to join...
Gemma, Sophie, Jess and Zoe had all gone through college together. A few years on and they’d all settled into jobs around where they’d grown up. Jess and Zoe were renting a flat together, while Gemma had got her own place - with a little help from her folks. Sophie was the shier one of the group and was still living at home, although it restricted her in some ways, she secretly liked the security it provided her. The girls were always out together either shopping, eating, drinking or dancing...
LesbianIn this story, the main character of your choosing accidentally becomes the body part of someone else. This could be the body part of their significant other, a crush, or someone completely random. As far as how it happens is up to you. It could be a genie (or other type being or object capable of granting wishes in a bad way), or a spell gone wrong. Can they move or speak on their own, or are they only conscious of their surroundings without the ability to express themselves? Which body part...
My name is William. I am 52 years old… a thick hairy british man with a head of hair, a beard and a bit of a beer belly. I have been a single dad ever since my wife passed away from complications soon after giving birth.Beth was surely a younger version of her mother. Now about to enter university, she is a straight A student, while she wasn't athletic by any means she loved doing MMA specializing in Judo. She shared the body traits of myself and her mom. milky white skin clad in black...
With that I roll on top of her stroke my throbbing cock a few times and then rub my cock head on her pussy lips getting it wet, I slowly push my cock head in, and as I do her back arches with her mouth making a capital “O”, I stop…slowly...
March 2007. New York, NY. Shiri Appleby stirred the ice in her glass with an elegant finger, picked out a cube and looked at it, then dropped it back. "They're late," she sighed, looking at the other two women sitting with her in the hotel suite and shaking her head. "They'll be here," Erika Christensen said, running a hand through her dyed hair. "And if not, we can always have fun without them." The buxom redhead looked at the willowy brunettes to either side of her and licked her...
Now that Quick had engaged me for his 'auto'biography, The Handyman's attitude swung between enthusiasm because his own standing would benefit if the book was a success, and worry that he would be blamed if it was not. Up to now he had been called on as a chauffeur or as a troubleshooter when physical toughness, or the threat of it, was needed. Now he was expected to provide quite different services he was struggling. He had no experience of books, publishing, or management. So far his...
Meetings and conferences outside London sometimes took Dale away for a night or two. In mid-April his manager sent him up to Birmingham for three days on a training course about new employment contracts. The intention was that, when he returned, he should talk to groups of staff about new pay scales and terms of employment. A bit envious of these expenses-paid trips, I asked, 'And which plush hotel will you patronize this time?' He smiled. 'If you feel like taking my place on this one,...
Toby was not put off by the misleading information I gave him about the sect in the Give and Take. He strolled into the bookshop a couple of days later to ask for a copy of their book. He even claimed to have persuaded Jayde not to hassle me about the baby, at least until after it was born. Alicia's three copies were in store in Jeremy's basement, and reluctantly I went down for one, reassuring myself that it did not even mention The Rocking Boulders. Wading through all that turgid prose...
The small town of Hay-on-Wye, with its forty bookshops and international literary festival, was obviously an attraction for Jeremy and me as we were in the book trade. Alicia too was happy to spend another long weekend in her girlfriend's five-bedroom detached 'cottage' on the edge of the town. Dale was keen to go, if only to take a break away from London for a few days. Coincidentally, Loyd Larcher was due to speak at a festival event on Saturday evening. Loyd and Alicia had finished...
Despite his soaking in the River Wye, Dale enjoyed the weekend in Hay. However, we agreed it would have to be our last break until the 'auto'biography was complete. After a couple of days back at work, the weekend seemed long past. Time was short; to maintain our momentum with the book, late nights out had to be avoided, even on Saturdays. Takings in the shops had held up reasonably well while we were in Hay. Jake told me Jayde had contacted him again, and had admitted the story about her...
Quick and Teef's deranged behaviour had surely shown the wild side of rock and roll at its worst. The Handyman and I were not much better, being far from heroic when we abandoned Teef to the agonies of the cricket pads. I was too ashamed to give Dale more than the barest description of what happened. Before going to bed I phoned The Handyman to find out if he had removed the pads. He had, but found Teef's legs were so red and swollen that he had to send for the doctor. Before this episode,...
For a short while the Jays, to use the nickname Jayde and Jake had adopted, did as he promised and quietened down. However, over a couple of weeks or so the volume crept back up. No chance meetings on the stairs provided an easy opportunity for me to mention the subject again. Friends were sympathetic, but had no practical suggestions. Smiles described them as 'those two noisy birds roosting upstairs, ' and suggested firing a shotgun loaded with blanks at them. Witty, but as I pointed out,...