Charlotte’s minutes land on my desk. I flick through: standard format, well produced as per company protocols, all the essential details covered. A competent job, but nothing that anyone would go crazy over….
But it’s just a set of minutes….
…. And what she wants is to be an engineer….
…. And what she is to be an engineer….….
….
James and Michael….
Two of them….
of them….My c**k stirs. Firmly I suppress it and get back to my work.
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