‘You can get more information on these and other subjects by meeting me in London Monday week. I’ll be at the Excelsior, book a room so I’ll know you’re coming and we can hit the high spots like old times.’
As he had never met Rajah outside of work, there was a hidden message in the last paragraph. He had more information about the, ‘club,’ and wanted to meet him. Hitting the high spots in London could mean he had found its location and if he booked a room at the Excelsior then Rajah would know that he had got his message.
He booked the room and sat back in his chair. It looked like he was going to have to get involved with the politicians, it was not something he wanted to do but once he had started he wouldn’t back down.
He was still staring at the computer screen, deep in thought, when he was interrupted by Yolanda, coughing to get his attention.
She put her arms around his neck and kissed him. “I saw you sitting there, and thought maybe I could distract you from your problems.”
He smiled. “I think you can. Do you need punishing?”
Yolanda made a rude noise. “Is the Pope Catholic?”
‘Ah well,’ he thought, as the first blow left a red stripe and Yolanda hissed. ‘Spank the bottom in front of you and worry about the other bottoms that need punishing tomorrow.’
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