Now, what actions do we need to take?" asked the Prime Minister.To an outsider it might have appeared strange that this question was directed at the c...vil servants rather than any of the Secretaries of State or other very senior and expert people in the room."I would normally suggest we treat this as we have other outbreaks of bird flu and the recent foot and mouth incidents," said the Permanent Secretary, " a full ban on the movement of all livestock, exclusion zones in place around the worst. "Have a nice afternoon dear." Withthis she hit a button on the phone.Pet's world once more exploded into sound, a sickly sweet rhythmic voicein its ears. A female voice was reciting a nursery rhyme, 'HickoryDickory Dock.' Mittened hands flew to the ears of the bonnet, but Petcould not feel anything or stop the sound. Wide pleading eyes looked atMummy, and she was smiling saying something, but the only thing thechild could hear was yet another Nursery rhyme, this time Incy wincyspider. She. Jenny looked surprised but turned and pushed the door until the lock clicked."Come over here," Jim said, pushing his chair back and standing up.Jenny walked over, a questioning look on her face.Jim pulled her into his arms and kissed her soft and inviting lips. When he pulled away, he looked into her pretty blue eyes. Then he sat back down, pushing Jenny until she was backed up against his desk.Jenny had a half smile on her face, still wondering what was going on but now knowing that it was. He was well aware how deeply she got involved with her work, enough to drown out the noise of the "real world", and it had been so long since he'd snuck up on her writing an erotic piece. Shaking his head to clear some of the cobwebs, he smiled crookedly and walked quietly up behind her. He slapped his hand hard down on the desk, making her jump and squeal. "Oh, god!" Her hands flew to her chest, heart beating madly, a dark honey curl dropping from her loose ponytail into her face. "You scared.