or whatever they called themselves, and the guests, all well respected in their own fields, had nothing whatsoever to do with TV, film or the world of showbiz. No wonder Tom Conti wasn't there.
Apparently we were dressed as playboy bunnies because that was what was requested. It had nothing to do with the type of event. Someone in their corporate department had obviously thought it was a great idea, perfect for a bunch of city traders, and no-one thought otherwise to tell him.
They were alright. I'm not a big fan of city traders in general, but these lot seemed to be quite well behaved. I had my fluffy cotton-tail pulled once or twice, a few risqué comments about my outfit, and someone older than my dad trying to flirt with me, but that was about it.
Sophia drunk more champagne, and when I'd felt like I'd earned myself a glass, I joined her. We both took a long cigarette break half way through the evening, even though I don't smoke, when everyone including Janice was well oiled up on booze, and wouldn't notice we'd gone. Sophia smuggled out a bag of canapes for us to snack on.
' I've fallen in love', Sophia said.
' What happened to Tad?' I said, pushing my finger into the part of Sophia's arm which still carried his mark.
' Tad's more of a pet', Sophia said, batting my hand away. 'He's faithful, but you couldn't really take him out somewhere classy. They'd put him in a little kennel at the back.'
' So who is it now?' I said, munching on the canapes. They were Thai food inspired, and I made a mental note to snatch a few more as soon as I got back in.
' Gary', Sophia said.
' Gary? That doesn't sound very exotic for you.'
' He's incredible', Sophia said. 'He was in the SAS, and now he's a cage fighter. He's got arms like, this big-', she demonstrated for me, 'And a cock like-'
Her eyes went all dreamy.
' Sophia, you didn't?'
It wouldn't be the first time.
' I couldn't help it', Sophia said, smiling. She was such a mischievous girl.
' How!?' I pried, desperate for the details. I didn't buy gossip mag's, but I loved to read them. Sophia's sexual adventures never failed to enthral me. She was the only person I knew who could happily meet someone at an event like this, take them into the bathroom to fuck them rigid, and not see anything at all wrong with it. I was a little jealous that these things seemed to always happen to her and never to me.
Sophia turned around, pulled down her tights and showed me her cute little ass. 'As easy as that', she said.
' Didn't anyone see you?' I said when she'd righted herself again.
' I hope not', Sophia said. 'Janice had her eyes on him too.'
We went back inside and back to work. I guzzled another glass of champagne that Sophia warned me I had to finish off quickly because Janice was on her way, which ended up tickling the back of my nose and making me cough so forcefully my eyes began to well up with tears.
Sophia disappeared again, no doubt with Gary, perhaps with someone else as well, and to pass the time, while I was collecting up empty glasses, and serving more champagne to people who didn't really need it, I decided to rank every one I saw on a scale of one to ten. One being definitely not, even if the survival of the human race depended on it, and I was extremely horny, hadn't had sex for months and there was no other option, and ten was oh my god, take me now, I've been a bad girl and I need you inside me.
Sadly there were many more low numbers than high numbers. I'd made it round about half of the gathered crowd before I got bored, and decided I might as well spent my time more usefully, by appreciating the artwork I never seemed to give myself time to look at during other times I'd visited. While I was lost in a landscape painting of an old English cottage nestled in rolling hills, trying to work out just how the fuck the painter had got the light rendered so well, I heard someone's voice form just behind me.
' Nice outfit', he said.
I quickly turned around,