‘You wanted to see me, Marion?’
‘Yes, come in and close the door.’ She stood up and walked around to the front of her desk. ‘How long have you been working for me, Martin?’
‘Almost twelve months.’
‘Then come closer, I won’t bite you.’ She stared into his eyes. ‘Please take off my dress.’
He did as asked.
‘Now remove my underwear.’
He carefully folded the silk garments and laid them on a chair.’
‘And if you come to work again wearing my clothes you will be sacked on the spot. Understood?
‘Now get out.’