She woundered what most of them did in the office?Malissa went over the basics of the job with Gina, She then proceededto ask her a series of questi...ns abut her marketing experience andknowledge. Nothing impressed Malissa. Gina gave the same genericanswers to her marketing questions that all the other candidates hadgiven to her questions. But it was the next round of questions thatwould separate Gina from the rest of the applicants.Women tend to dominate the marketing profession. Naturally. Lank stringy hair whipped annoyingly in my face and got caught in mydumb gaping mouth as I lumbered back into the cavern. Even as I enteredthe chamber, there was no sign of a glow. The water was as still as ithad been when I'd first found it, no longer emitting a baleful light butinstead reflecting the vaguely moronic expression that was stuck on myshe-troll face.I wiped my mouth, with a thick, clawed hand, drooling again. Themisshapen maw I'd received seemed to make this a regular. (Seats where there wasn’t any arm between the seats!). She found one. It was really quite quiet in the place and we seemed to be well away from anyone else. What the film was I’ve no idea because I don’t think either one of us watched more that a few minutes of it. Initially, I held her hand and that turned into a kissing session. A few minutes of that and Wendy took my hand in her’s and slipped it under her skirt. ‘Guess what I’m wearing for you today,’ she asked. ‘Maroon school knickers. "Who do you think they are?" she said to Krysta, who was coming up the stairs behind her.Krysta peered over her shoulder. "Hmm," she said, "raincoats, binoculars ... Well, they're either a bunch of perverts or, more likely, twitchers." Twitchers?" Sorry; bird watchers. We get a lot of them along the coast here. Looking for the latest rarity blown in from the North Sea. There's a hide further along The Drain." She pointed along the ditch that ran beside the cottage and on down to the coast..