"Just leave everything elseplease, the cash is easily explainable but the rest would bring morelight than any of us want."She pulled all of the cash a...d raised an eyebrow as she counted it.Then she looked at me. The elevator dinged as it arrived to our floor.She stepped in and rummaged through her bag."Please, don't take everything," I begged as I took a step toward her.She gave me a look that stopped me in my tracks. She closed the walletand tossed it down the hall, away from the elevator. I. For a while I put the thought of Catherine’s affair to one side, enjoying the thrill of this other adventure.Then, on the Thursday, I’m leaving work in the company of Dave from Sales and Marketing. We’re standing in the lobby chatting about this and that when I catch sight of someone. It’s someone I’ve never met, though clearly we work for the same company, but who I am sure I recognize only too well. “Any idea who that is?” I ask, pointing without making it obvious.Dave takes a few seconds to. As I drew closer I began to be a trifle frightened. "What if it's one of those alien flying machines you read so much about in the Fortean Times and other places," I muttered, only half-believing it. "Well, Cassie," said the Voice of Reasonable Greed, which always sounded like John Huston, "If it is, and if you can bring back proof of a close encounter you can sell your story for enough cold, hard, cash to get you to Thailand for your sex-reassignment surgery!" Emboldened by this happy thought. After few minutes Namrata walked in and saw me working. She gave a wicked smile and went to the cupboard. She tookout something from the cupboard and then went to the bathroom. When she came back she was looking like a slut. She was wearing a mini skirt and a tight white shirt with top buttons open.She turned towards Raj and asked him how she looked. Raj looked at her from top to bottom and was awestruck. All he could say utter was ” You look gorgeous baby”. Namrata sat on the bed with Raj and.