And across the room, against the far corner, George saw what appeared to be a woman of amazing beauty and sexuality. She was in her fifties (but George could tell that she was in very good shape). She was blonde (but he thought, not a natural blonde). She wore a red sundress that displayed a proud bust line and exposed the clean soft skin of her shoulders (not a wrinkle on her skin, he thought). The woman was busy studying the contents of a black leather portfolio, and every so often she would use a pen to make a notation on one of the pages. She’s got a head for business, he thought. She’s focused on that portfolio and completely unaware of the rest of us in this room. That made him smile, and his sat back comfortably in his chair to admire the view. She wouldn’t look up for a long time, he knew. He could look at her, admire her body and face and long hair, and she wouldn’t know for a long time. So he started to wonder about her breasts. They were round and full, and they pushed hard. 330 sadly doing the losers walk, from the back finance office ALL the way across the showroom. When Harp hurried over to answer whatever 330 had asked, Mr. 330 politely rebuffed him. "Nice chatting with you, Heather," he nodded and left in his almost luxury car.OK. OK, I laughed to myself. He had some game. That was fun. He clearly wasn't here to buy a motorcycle. I could have been pissed about getting played, a little. But it was cute. I was more pissed that Harp jumped through hoops to help, and wouldn't see a commission. Sorry, Harp.With the showroom vacant, I walked back to the break room. My heels make a pretty resounding click-clack on the tile floor of the hallway. So I'm not likely to sneak up on anyone. Not that these guys care what I hear, anyway. But as I rounded the corner, I heard muffled voices - "blah blah, mumble, quiet, blah blah - want to fuck that girl." Fuck what girl?" I asked, looking at Bryce, our lead mechanic. I knew it wasn't Harp that said anything like.
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