The Adventuresof Thelma Smart

Thelma pursed her full red lips as she checked her reflection in the mirror.
How she loved these evenings away from home,this too short time in her years calender, when she felt,well, different, free, bold. Oh, and it was so much fun ,going around the exhibition halls,full of suntanned good looking people,planning the evenings entertainment,after the ( of course) terribly strenuous task of looking at collections,deciding,discussing,demanding,

Certainly that this year was a little different,and she felt a little responsible-
well who would have thought that that girl would fall head over heals in love,
such a scandal,so NAIVE.

And,of course there was the problem of her own activities being discussed....,the image that remained in her mind was of the parmesan cheese curling up and drying out on top of the radiator where it had been forgotten after
the evenings party.
but it was getting late,after a last look she hurried out,closed the door and made her way to the reception "excuse me but can you please check my message box,I'm expecting something.are you sure ..please check again.".
Turning to hide the welling tears in her eyes she met the gaze of her friend and boss....... Thelma and her men... yes,he had promised but had not left the perfume for her.