What's next?

Final destination

The cabinet meeting had been the usual rigmarole of procedure and paperwork, and the ministers for war stepped out for a smoke and to bemoan the loss of something which could have made the meeting more interesting.

"Where did Margaret Carter get to?" One of the ministers expressed what they were all thinking.

"I didn't think she'd be a complete no-show." A second replied, "She's been very highly spoken of." His companions agreed. A group of junior civil servants joined them on the street, so the third minister to speak lowered his voice,

"This intelligence venture she was to propose sounded jolly interesting. I had really hoped to see more of her."

A red double-decker had been driving near, but pulled to an abrupt halt right next to the ministers. A moment later, a completely naked, very attractive woman was thrown from the door, landing on the pavement in front of them right on her shapely behind.

"Clear off, fare-dodger!" The conductor called from inside the bus before it drove off.

Peggy turned to watch it go, then looked around to see where she was. When her eyes landed on the ministers she let out a loud gasp and scrambled to cover as much of her nudity as possible.

One of the ministers turned to the last one who had spoken,

"You got your wish, Cyril."