FabSwingers.com forum: Special Delivery

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

Christina’s fingertips were white, and she realised that she’d stopped breathing. She got up without grace, and walked to the receptionist’s desk. Her boss had her on the hunt for a very important package?one that, if not received today, made her fear what the rest of the day was going to be like. Knowing Paloma, even though it wasn’t her fault, she would treated as if it was.

‘Sorry Chris,’ Frank said, looking at her with sympathy. ‘But that was the last drop off, and nothing for Paloma.’

Paloma’s scenes in front of the office were legendary and as Christina smiled softly at Frank it was tinged with some embarrassment.

‘Thank you,’ she said, holding onto the front desk and standing on one heel.

With a deep breath, Christina turned and walked through the glass doors that led out of the firm. The sound of her own stiletto heels echoed in her ears. She ran down the stairs to see if the delivery truck was still on the street. Her fear of Paloma had her frantically hoping that maybe the package had been left on the truck.