“You’ve no concerns shopping here then?” I asked Ray.
“Free country ain’t it? Just cos I got a pair of goggles, don’t mean my money’s not as good as anyone else’s.”
“I meant Sid Parker.”
He grinned mischievously. “Thought I might get a bit of discount, like.”
As it happened there was no Sid. Apparently he had been sacked for gross misconduct, and that was all I ever heard. But Ray did buy me some new togs. Something a girl could go to a party in. Fancy dress was, so I was told, the client’s realm. But I was happy with my frock, coat, shoes and underwear. It was the first time in my life that I had a pair of panties for every day of the week, and more than one bra. Much to Ray’s disappointment they didn’t do rude, only conventional. So my undies were comfortable if a little risqué, and
