#16182 - A footballer’s wife? Yes, glamour model? No, actress? No wannabe singer? no I worked in a solicitors office a small solicitors office at that engaged in the menial tasks like answering the phone, filing, letter writing and general administration duties and stuff like that, boring sometimes exciting hardly ever. A weather girl off a morning TV shows she was stunning and had the toga thing off to a tee. A shadow fell over me I looked up from my book slightly heavy eyed and was looking up at a young black boy, he was stopped down towards me offering in a language I could hardly understand some bits of jewelry, no more than brightly colored beads on thin leather strips, he shook them they jangled together, he said something like “you like missy very cheap to you” I said “no thanks perhaps another time” I looked at his bare chest as close to black skin as I have ever seen, lean with slight muscle definition that comes with youth, 17, maybe 19 at most, a pair of heavy cotton dril