"Now about the video?" she asked.Julie started to explain again and Karen again interrupted her almost immediately."So your client was killed executio...-style," she asked, "and you decided to involve my husband?" Hey," I protested, "back off."Karen transferred the look from Julie to me."I knew perfectly well how her client was killed before I signed that paper," I lied. "If you want to get mad at somebody, you can get mad at me. I am an adult."That was not usually an argument I had any success. Gino was from the Italian – obviously - and was one of the most handsome blokes in the battalion, probably in the regiment. He had to fight women off with a stick, they use to hang around him like flies round a cow's arse. We, or rather he, had picked up two tasty sorts in a pub one Friday night, and they were definitely up for it; both of them fancied Gino, of course, but one of them would have to make do with me.The problem in Belfast was where to take a girl for a good shagging. It was still. She was attractive, she was smiley, she was also wearing a very very short little kilt, and she was helping me to put on a kilt with nothing underneath. It would have been impossible not to have a hard-on!Once I had my kilt on, with my erection pulling it out into a tent-shape, she pointed to a set of little plates, each with a different colour of elastic hair-bands on them. "Take four elastics of a single colour" she instructed me. I took four orange elastics. "Now put those elastics around. So 1 of my friend calls me up and said hey! What r u doing now days! I said nothing ya just kicking my own ass for being in home.After that he suggested me that a new Multination Insurance Company is going to start and they had given the advertisement that they need Sales Team Managers and a Receptionist. Well I can go with STM job Cus I a daam headache and I don’t like someone creating pressure on me so I decided for a Receptionist one. Cus of only one sit for a front office receptionist well.
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