As yet untitled ~ Chapter 2

Chapter 2

She twirled around in her bare feet and watched the skirt flare out in the mirror. Then swinging to and fro she watched the skirt move and embraced the feel of it on her bare legs, god it was such a fantastic feeling, she felt deliciously sexy. She never dreamed that dresses or skirts could do this to a woman, she had always worn jeans, track pants or shorts, and she knew that this was a turning point she was going to be buying more dresses from now on especially when they made one full of giddiness.

“It looks really good on you.” The sales assistant said to her.

“It does, doesn’t it?” She smiled at her reflection in the mirror she almost didn’t recognise herself.

She felt different, it was a glorious feeling, like she was a completely different person altogether, she didn’t feel like Rebecca Peterson, lab assistant, anally retentive of systems, procedures timetables, labels and budgets.

For one day she was going to be the complete opposite of the woman she had come to rely on, the woman that everyone had come to rely on, today she was going to be all those things she never dared to be, frisky, seductive, alluring, demanding, explosive, energetic, impulsive, charming, unpredictable and all woman.

“Can I wear this out of the shop?”

“Certainly, we shall place your regular clothes in a bag for you.”

“Thank you” she smiled at the sales assistant and gave another twirl before the mirror.
Rebecca went to the counter to pay for her purchase and she went to use her savings, but smiled at herself, frivolous Rebecca would use the credit card and to hell with the consequences.
She handed the Sales Assistant her credit card “Oh could you tell me where I could get some fabulous shoes to go with this gorgeous dress?”

“Oh absolutely Miss Peterson, four shops down there is a shop with some lovely shoes that would compliment this dress fabulously.” With a wink the sales assistant continued “They also sell gorgeous handbags that are to die for, I will ring them ahead to let them know you will be stopping by.”

“Thank you very much Patricia, have yourself a gorgeous day.” Rebecca smiled and skipped out of the shop

Four doors down the Sales assistant Kelli had sold Rebecca a gorgeous handbag that complimented the dress and the perfect shoes to match, again Rebecca asked to wear them out the shop again.

“Certainly, oh you must, they go so fabulously with that dress.”

Rebecca looked at her watch eighteen past twelve she wondered what she was going to eat for lunch.

The sales assistant rang up the shoes and bag placing the others she had in a store bag, for the second time in one day Rebecca handed over her credit card and smiled.

“Could you tell me where a really nice restaurant is?”

“Absolutely there’s one ……..”

Rebecca didn’t hear Kelli’s answer her mind was ticking over, she was too busy thinking about doing things she normally wouldn’t do, what wouldn’t she normally eat.
“Ummm thank you, but actually instead I might do something different, is there a McDonalds around somewhere?”

Rebecca was excited just thinking about eating something she would never consider putting in her body. She said her thank you and headed off in the direction that she was given.

He went back to the Hotel, engaged a consult room and hooked himself up for a video consult with the General Manager, one of the Director’s and the Chief Executive Officer.

“I know James it just all fell apart. Perhaps we didn’t do enough research.”
“They should have bitten at the offer Lucas, we have given them the perfect solution to their problem.” James replied

“James the feeling I got was that we jumped too soon, we haven’t wooed them enough.” Lucas sighed

James swore “Can you get them back on board?”

Lucas rubbed the back of his neck trying to rub out the tension that had built since the first meeting didn’t go according to schedule and now they were in damage control. He rubbed his face with both hands sliding them over his slicked back hair resting them behind his head, he leaned back in his chair staring at the computer terminal in front of him with his three superiors on the screen.

“I don’t know James. I think we’ve underestimated them it’s looking to be something that can’t be done from Sydney.”

“Don’t these guys know that Sydney has more international exposure than Melbourne?” Christopher commented

“Christopher it doesn’t look like they realise the potential they have.” Lucas said

“We want to keep it that way Lucas.” David added

“That’s the problem David, if you want these guys then you are going to have to sweet talk them some more, they see us as a big corporate business from Sydney and they don’t want to do business.” Said Lucas

James swore “How much time do you think it’s going to take to get what we want.”

“James it’s not time that’s the major factor here, you could give them from here to eternity. They deal only locally and they do business with only those who fit within their business plan. We don’t fit.” Lucas pointed out

“How do we fit? Can we make it work Lucas? Can you work your magic?” Christopher asked

“Christopher. How bad do you want this?” Lucas enquired leaning forward toward the screen.

“You know our project and in order for this whole project to work we need them, otherwise we have wasted the last three years and plans for the next five, the directors are counting on this.” Christopher commented

“Could we try someone else another company with similar products?” asked James

“James we would have to change the project to suit, you know that, it would have to be explained to the board of directors, we wont be able to pull the wool over their eyes especially as David’s sitting here, but for the whole plan and project to work we are relying on those key products, Lucas you have crisscrossed this entire planet working on this and it comes down to these pansies who have morals holding us up, this is business. You are going to have to do whatever you can to get them across the line.” Christopher noted

Lucas put his elbow on the table and held his head in his hand before releasing and looking up at the three gentlemen on the screen before him.

“Gentlemen you will have to give me time to come up with a solution, my planes booked for midday tomorrow, I’ll work on a solution this afternoon. Tomorrow I’ll work from home, hopefully I will come up with something.”

“We don’t live in the land of hope Lucas, you work this out. Keep us posted. We need them.” David stated

“Gentlemen.” Lucas said

With curt nod’s “Lucas.” was all that was said by the three on the screen.

Transmission was cut and Lucas folded his arms on the table before him and laid his head on his arms.

He knew after this morning’s meeting there was not a hope in hell that the company was going to deal with them, not ever, taking their quote ‘outsiders didn’t give a shit about people, just profits.’
It was true to a certain degree, out of all the deals he had manoeuvred for the company, all that the company cared for was the bottom line.

He didn’t like so much that part of what he did, he supposed that in all jobs there were aspects that you didn’t like and those you did.

He relished in the part he loved about his job, the thrill of the chase the element against you, not knowing if you were going to win and then receiving your prize at the finishing line. That was why he loved those games in school that required chasing, he loved to be the one who did the chasing, to hunt down stealthily, sneakily, he probably should have been a cop and at one point it did happen to cross his mind but the thought of putting his life on the line simply didn’t cut it for him.

So much he thought about it going to be a good day, he shouldn’t have changed his routine he blamed it on the walking, but damn it, it did feel a good day. He looked around the dimly lit room got up and adjusted the lights.

He paced the room, thinking and calculating as to how was he going to fix the problem, with the first meeting falling through the second was cancelled straight away, there was certainly no point in going through with the second.

Damn it. He punched his fist on the table everything would have fallen like dominoes if he had of been able to pull off the meeting. It was his fault and he knew it, he had pushed too hard and not done enough homework on them.
Sydneysider he called him, ‘damn Sydneysider’ was the more correct term.

He was no more a Sydneysider than he was a New Yorker sure the company came from Sydney but recently he had spent more time in New York or New Delhi, in fact he had barely slept in the same bed for three days running during the past five or was it six years.

He loved it, didn’t he?

Right now was not a time to question it. He shook his mind free and tried to concentrate on the issue at hand.
Damn it, he couldn’t think, he looked at his watch it was eighteen minutes past twelve perhaps if he ate, he picked up the phone to dial for some food.

“Concierge.”

“Ah, that’s fine sorry to bother you. I’ve changed my mind.” or he was out of his mind.

He packed up his laptop placed it in its bag and headed out the door. At reception he let them know he was done with the room and decided to go on a search for some food.

He stepped out of the hotel and for the second time that day he breathed Melbourne in, it was a little hotter than earlier but for some strange reason he felt the buzz again. Maybe it was Melbourne and he never knew it, never realized it.

He glanced at his watch again twenty-four minutes past twelve.

She stepped out of the shoe store and headed in the direction towards McDonalds, there was a skip in her step, ooh she loved the way the skirt felt around her legs, god she felt so sexy and she was about to go into a McDonalds store, she hadn’t been into one since she was in primary school, she opted to never eat it again but today she was not Rebecca she was... someone else, she looked at her watch twenty-four minutes past twelve.