Barton with a coquettish giggle. If you want, like.’
‘Well, I hope we can get this job done efficiently… XNXX His father had deliberated over whether to send his son on this job, as the client had subtly suggested. Mrs. Barton’s face as he performed his well-rehearsed manoeuvre. Gary Fowler looked across the swimming pool and nodded proudly. ‘Aye’ he thought, ‘A right cracker, a bit too much make-up for me likin’’ but she could be just the ticket.’
These deep musings were distracted by a shuffle in the curtains in one of the upstairs bedrooms. ‘Rachel! ‘Aye, well the lass has got plenty of time. Thirty minutes later and he was in the large and impressive kitchen. Fowler’ she said as her approach brought her within arm’s reach. True, his domain was the new tiling around the ladders, but for now, he could bask in its ownership, at least until Mrs. Gary had only started in his job twelve months before, after leaving the army, but, having worked hard and apart from some talk he had heard in the pub, which he had immediately silenced, came to the conclusion that the young man could do the relatively simple job of replacing some cracked tiles, even though the request for Gary in particular was
