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r a moment, and a leering suited figure would tick 's off. objected,
and was told that if did 's job wouldn't be bothered.
One went as far as to sit on 's desk and ask 's out while his friends
grinned broadly. stared him in the eyes, and a smile crossed 's face.
"You know, you remind me of an old story I read."
"Oh? And what might that be, Sapphr?"
"An American tourist asked a Frenchwoman if he could sample 's saliva."
"And?"
" spat in his face."
The gloating expressions vanished.
"You're OUT OF LINE!", he shrieked.
"If you don't get off this desk", slowly and calmly replied, "I'm going
to punch you in a very painful place."
That moved his butt, and was mostly left alone after that.
The rest of the morning was relatively uneventful, except for the well built
young man who walked in and straight out again after glancing at the office
opening times. He must have gone to the wrong place. Pity. Right person,
wrong time and place. 7 at 's apartment would have suited 's just fine.
If hadn't made them back off knew she'd have had a breakdown by this
time
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