One was redheaded, tall at her desk and wearing thick black eyeliner and too much blusher. Becky was reckoning that this must be Rose and thinking how easy that would be to remember: Red Rose. However, that girl was already slipping from memory as attention passed to her companion. This was the Personal Assistant, the one who had kept her head down and ignored her for most of their first encounter, now being far more attentive, a little smile forming on her face as she chewed on her gum and brazenly eyed Becky up. This was Chloe, the one that drove Mark to distraction and fuelled his rude imagination; the one Gina spoke wistfully about and clearly alluded to as being her special one amongst the harem. And she was delicious, not just better than most but delectable enough to cause a stomach
