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seem to notice my reaction and informed me
that he would like a coffee making before I made a start.
     
    I
quickly escaped from the room and hurried down to the snap room.
    I
grabbed the edge of the counter and inhaled some hard breaths. “Fuck me! The
man is an egotistical, creepy twat!” I exclaimed to myself.
    A
huge laugh broke out behind me, so I spun around and saw Grace sat in a chair
with a very camp looking man.
    He
had a perfect blonde quiff, a huge white-toothed smile decorated his face and
he was wearing a light, baby blue suit with a pink shirt.
     
    He
was still laughing as he leapt out of his chair and bounded over to me. Hugging
me to him he declared “I take it you’ve met Mr Simon Peterson then or
‘Pervertson’ as all us minions call him?”
     Shocked
that I had been overheard, I smiled shyly, “I’m sooo sorry, I didn’t realise
anybody was in here, I should really learn to keep my voice in my head” I apologised.
    “Hey
sweetie, don’t worry about it. We all feel exactly the same about him.” he said,
holding me away from his body to observe me.
    “I’m
Josh, the runner around here. If you need anything transporting around the
building then I’m your man” he smiled at me.
     
    Grace
guffawed loudly “Did you just say ‘I’m your man’ Josh?”
    Imitating
shock, Josh lowered his eyelashes and pouted at Grace. “Oh sweetie, you’re only
distraught at the thought of missing out on this gorgeous body” he responded
with a sweep of his hands over his frame, “it’s all hard and lean you know” he
grinned at me raising his eyebrows.
     
    “Coffee,
Darling?” Grace asked me as she waggled a mug in my direction.
    “Oh
Shit, I’m supposed to making Mr Peterson one, how long have we been stood
here?” I worried.
    “Not
long enough for his erection to subside, sweetie” Josh countered.
    Open
mouthed I turned to him “Oh God! Really?”
     
    Now
I was certainly worried. Shrugging her shoulders, Grace explained that Mr
Peterson had a thing for his secretaries. “Why do you think the last one ran
out before her contract was up? He’s a slimy bastard that feels his employee’s
up.”
    “Bollocks!”
I uttered, absolutely terrified of how I would manage in that position.
    There
had been a few, leering men since James, but none that had actually groped me.
     
    Sweating
slightly, I felt a bit faint and sat on one of the plush chairs in the room.
“I’m not very good with those situations” I explained to my colleagues, turning
a tad white.
    Grace
came and sat next to me, putting her hand gently on my knee. “You okay,
sweetie?” she asked softly.
    I
gulped and nodded before I lifted myself up and walked over to the kettle. I
plastered a smile on my face before I looked over my shoulder to them “I’m
fine, who’s for coffee?”
     
    The
day turned out to be very pleasantly surprising. I enjoyed my work, got on
really well with everybody else and Peterson wasn’t offensive again.
     At
5 o’clock, I shut my computer off, stood and stretched my aching arms above my
head.
    I
heard a slight groan and I spun around to see Peterson leaning on the wall,
watching me intently. “I’m off home now Mr Peterson, is there anything you need
me to do before I go?” I asked.
    A
smile played on his lips as he sauntered over to me, putting me on edge
immediately.
    Grace
had already gone and I was sure we were alone and I started retreating stealthily.
     
    Placing
his hands on the edge of my desk, he leaned towards me. “There are some things
I need you to do for me Olivia, but unfortunately they are not in your
job description” he mocked.
    Gasping,
I picked up my bag from under my desk and quickly made for the main reception
area.
     
    Certain
he was stalking after me, I increased my speed and as I entered the reception,
Leah raised from her chair. “You off now, Olivia? Hope you enjoyed it here with
us” she smiled sweetly at me.
     “Yes”
I spluttered at her as I made a run