Chapter 05: Tight Little Skirts and Spiky HeelsThomas Huom--like I said, he’s a good friend of mine. I called in a favour and sailed into IndigoTe a beefed-up CV with a falsified diploma and good reendations and nded a job in PR. Within a year I’d impressed the powers that be and took my first step up the corporate dder into middle ma. They gave me a secretary—sorry, a personal assistant. God, she was a sexy bitch, sashaying into the office with these tight little skirts and spiky heels and firing off enough erotic triggers to turn your average offiice guy into a borderline rapist. This girl was totally trying to hook herself onto some rising star--like me--and unch herself into the upper ranks of the pany. Seriously. Back then, she just seemed so fug stupid to me, the way she didn’t evehe climb wasn’t worth wh herself out like that. To her credit, she didn’t even try to hide it. She had a mediocre education--though I guess her real education trumped my fake one--ruthless ambition and a fug amazing body. Phoney as hell, though.

  Tom loved that chibsp; Her name was Julia. What a bitbsp; But Tom had a thing for her. And I did too at first. I was o this whole office thing and lost my on sense for a bit. Tom -and-er as well, in a different division. We both fought over this bitch, and I won, if bringing a girl like Julia home really be sidered any kind of victory. Tom ughed about it afterwards, me bedding her first. I lost track of her—we were a thing for a couple of months and that retty good, I guess, and then I moved on. Far as I know, Julia never really escaped the first rung of the office pool at IndigoTed then moved on somewhere else, but by year both Tom and I were well on our way into ma.

  And that’s how I met Tom. Remember how I said I was a good judge of character? The moment I met the guy, down at the local bar as we both chatted up Julia, I kneere going to be friends. petition. Respebsp; And trust. That’s what a good friendship’s built on.

  Good? My st night with Julia, we took her baine and fucked her together, drunkenly high-fiving each other over her back as I drove my coto her mouth and he plunged into her pussy. Yeah. That was the night we became great friends.

  Good times. I was going to miss Tom.