"I Get To Pick My Opponent !"

Debbi had spent a lazy late afternoon and early evening in bed with Alan Meadows. Or at least on top of the bed, since Debbi always preferred to be taken doggy style and Alan was happy to oblige. Well, it had seemed the least she could do after he had treated her to such a gorgeous meal at the Italian restaurant in Eton and bought those designer gowns and lingerie for her. Albeit he would ultimately be reimbursed for those. She kicked him out in the early evening. They both knew this was not going to be a long lasting romance and Debbi had a lot to think about before the formal interview on Tuesday with Sir Jason. She was now clear in her mind that she wanted to leave the company but did she want a change of career path as well ? She was hardly 'passionate about communications networks' as the job ads liked to maintain. But she wanted to make sure she got straight exactly what working for Sir Jason would entail.

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The interview on Tuesday at Sir Jason's London offices went well. He greeted Debbi warmly but there was no indication that when they had first met she had been naked, or at best very scantily attired, for a prolonged period. She had decided against wearing one of the new designer gowns and had opted for one of her old faithful business suits and it seemed to have been a good choice. Jason had explained that being his PA would entail much more than what in olden days might have been termed secretarial duties. Debbi would be his rock, his public face, the first point of contact with his various business associates, responsible for his social media and so on. It would be a very fluid role and she would also be expected to assist Lady Annabelle in her charitable endeavours from time to time.

It would be full on but her reward would be a very attractive package indeed. Financially it would be a big jump on her current not unimpressive salary. And in addition she would receive an annual clothing allowance. Jason was happy for her to commute from home on routine days but there would be times when she would need to be available late into the evening and she would have use of an ensuite guest room in his London penthouse. The job would also involve considerable foreign travel, when she would be put up in the same five star hotels that Jason would be using. There was a generous holiday entitlement to compensate for occasional weekend working, although Jason stressed that she would be expected to take her time off at the same time as himself. He reassured Debbi that Lady Annabelle liked to take plenty of holidays throughout the year and so that should not be a problem.

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"What's this ?" Jeff exclaimed incredulously. "What does it look like ? It's my resignation" Debbi replied as she stood in front of his desk. "But you can't do that" Jeff spluttered. "What do you mean, I can't do that ? This isn't indentured slavery" answered Debbi. "I know, er, um , of course, I didn't mean that. But all the training we've given you and the resources we've put at your disposal" he blustered. "What training ?" Debbi scoffed. "A couple of measly one day seminars ? All I learnt about comms I got from reading manuals in bed at night. Don't worry. I'm not joining a competitor." "What are you going to do ?" Jeff asked. "That's my business" was Debbi response. "But, but, can't you give us longer notice ?" Jeff pleaded. "I only have to give a month under the terms of my contract. Anyway, you're always telling me how wonderful Diane is" retorted Debbi. "But the mud wrestling ? Diane's already arranged the ring and equipment and opponent" "Ah, so now we get to the crux of it. All you're worried about is the bloody mud wrestling !" "No, of course not" Jeff protested. "Well, worry no more. I'm not bloody doing it" Debbi affirmed as she turned and left the office.

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"You're doing the right thing" Carol reassured Debbi. Carol was the only one she had told what her new job was going to be. "What about you ? Sorry to leave you in the lurch with Diane" Debbi replied. "If I was going to another company I'd try to find you a place but I can't with this job" she explained. "No problems. There's plenty of openings at my level if that cow becomes too much" Carol laughed. They were interrupted by Jeff and the MD. "Er, Debbi, look. Er, the company have invested a lot in preparing for this mud wrestling event. Surely as a gesture of goodwill after all the time you've been here ? A final boost to staff morale ?" "Bugger off" said Debbi. The MD more or less repeated Jeff's plea. Debbi paused. "Alright" she said. "I'll do it but only on one condition. That I get to pick my opponent for the fight." "But Diane's already got an opponent lined up" Jeff objected. "I bet she has, probably someone from that TV Gladiators show" Debbi speculated, not knowing how close to the truth she was. "But I'm not fighting her. I'll only do it if I get to pick who I'll fight" she repeated. "OK, well who do you want to fight ?" Jeff asked. "I want to fight Diane" said Debbi !