Sarah rang up on Friday, “My Solicitor says you laid off most of the staff?”
“Yes,” I agreed. I put the right boot on her right foot, screwed a three inch spacer to the boot fed the spacers portruding bolt through the shoe bracket and asked, “How’s that?”
“Right a bit,” she said and as I tried a different screw hole in the shoe bracket and she said, “Try that.”
I tightened the bolt, “Any good?” I asked. XXX “I’ve got the shoes,” Sarah said as I admired my handiwork, “I got grease on my trousers so I had to change,” she said by way of explanation, as I looked admiringly at her long shapely legs now revealed by her change into shorts, still with the check shirt, but then as she bent




















