She's got these boots and he's got something else.

Enjoy.

*******

‘Ring, ring, ring.’ My mobile phone went, as I was driving down the motorway.

“Paul Young,” I answered.

“Hi, Paul. It’s Nicole.” A voice trilled in my ear.

Nicole had started work, for my company six weeks previously, as a window dresser. She was only 19, very petite and absolutely gorgeous. The guys in the warehouse had christened her ‘Kylie’ because she looked like, the singer, Kylie Mynogue.

“I’ve just been in to see Jimmy, at Saville Sports, and he wants to know if we can do a promotional display, at Easter. What do you think?” She continued, in...