"You Can See My Coin Slot !"

"I got some funny looks from the guys at the printers" said Carol, as she struggled in the door carrying two large cardboard boxes full of their company calendar. "You mean they recognised you even though you had your clothes on ?" Debbi laughed. "Seems like it" Carol admitted. "Well, we'd better get used to it if we're going to be sending these out" replied Debbi.

They began to tear at the packaging and each of them pulled out a calendar to peruse. They started to giggle at the photos. "Ravi's a good photographer" remarked Debbi. "Charlotte always said he was" responded Carol, overcoming her disappointment at being in rather more of the photos than she had hoped. "You look great" Debbi reassured her. "And we're not really showing any more than we would on a beach" she added. "Speak for yourself , I don't normally show my bare bum on a beach" countered Carol, pointing to the photo of them both bent over the desk while Roy wielded that cane !

"Do you think we need to select who we send these out to ?" Carol wondered. "Maybe" thought Debbi. "Or perhaps just bite the bullet and send them to all the clients regardless. They can bin them if they don't like them but I doubt that anyone will be so offended that they would drop us. We're bloody good at our jobs." Carol demurred but they agreed to be more circumspect when deciding which prospective clients to send them out to. "Should we send a complimentary copy to Jeff back at the old company ?" asked Debbi. "Or Diane in jail !" They both laughed.

As they pondered this, a courier arrived at the office with identical packages for each of them. "Oh god, I'd forgotten about this" groaned Debbi, as she extracted a different calendar from her envelope. Royston Garages was emblazoned across the front and beneath, the pair stood in all their naked glory !

While they had been finishing off their own calendar shoot at the garage, Roy had approached Ravi about shooting a calendar for his own business chain. When the question of how expensive it would be to hire professional models had come up, Roy had pointed out that they seemed to have two willing models on hand already. Despite their protestations, Debbi and Carol had been assured that it would be tastefully shot like their own calendar and they had not wanted to risk losing the lucrative contract they were about to sign with Roy's business, which was one of the main things keeping their startup afloat !

What the two women did not realise was that this calendar was destined for the old school and unreformed masculine world of the car repair trade. There was no room for the niceties of censorship. "They said they would photoshop these" protested Debbi as she began to flick through the pages. "You can see my tits in all of these" she squealed. "And mine" Carol groaned. "Look, there are my pubes" the older woman continued. "At least you're sideways to the camera" said Debbi. "Take a look at August. You can see my coin slot !"