On The Loose...

She looked absolutely stunning up there in that figure hugging floor length emerald green dress, her long black hair pulled back into a low loose bun exposing her beautiful collar bone and long neck... Balls! She still looks bloody gorgeous stood here with her hair pulled out slightly, water dripping off her face, and smelling ever so slightly of puke. I pop a mint in her mouth and let my fingertips linger for just a second too long. “Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?” She laughs, nearly choking on the mint! “Thanks Scott, but I’ve just heaved my guts up and I’m sweaty from nerves, I’m pretty sure I look rough rather than beautiful right now” I catch her chin between my thumb and finger and tip her head to look directly at me. I hold her gaze as I apply the gorgeous red shade of lipstick she only wears at night time to her full soft lips. God I want to taste those sweet lips, I want to lift her up onto the counter wrapping her legs around my waist and kiss her so pass...

All eyes are on me... I'm stood here waiting to give the opening address at the firms annual charity dinner, which this year has been my baby having recently been promoted to head of PR, Advertising, and Marketing division, and I am sweating and shaking and feel like I want to throw up. I look out across the room as people take their seats and refill their glasses from the wine bottles scattered across their tables. I cant believe how nervous I am, how nervous I always get, when I am about to talk to a room full of people. I know most of the people here, so it's not that feeling of no one will know who I am that usually triggers this reaction in me, this time it's more because I am so overwhelmed by the enormity of what tonight means. I have achieved what my predecessor, Janet Shelby, vehemently declared I would 'profoundly cock up'... She was sacked for trying to schmooze clients into booking her for training and support off the books so she could take the full cu...