The meeting begins

"Okay I think that's everyone" the chair announced gruffly as he began what would prove to be a highly eventful meeting. There were about twenty people on the call, most of whom were male and all of whom were considerably older and more senior than Sarah.

"Now, today Sarah Reeves will be joining us to talk through her report on the review of our training programne" he continued "Now, do you all have your agenda's in front of you?"

Sarah instinctively slipped off one of her shoes. That was weird, she thought to herself. But only for the briefest of moments before refocusing on the meeting.

"I'm sorry, I don't seem to have receied an agenda" a portly fellow Nova recognised from some other meeting she had been stuck in once complained. He had been a pain in the butt in that meeting, but he was about to unwittingly become a hero in this one.

Meanwhile, Sarah slipped her other shoe off under her desk. She still wasn't sure why. It was more comfortable and nobody could tell, not even Nova who was sitting opposite.

"Check your emails" the chair advised "Claire circulated it this morning."

"I don't need to check my emails" the portly man sounded affronted "If I say i didn't receive an agenda then please take my word for it that I did not receive an agenda."

Sarah moved deftly to remove on earring and then the other, hoping that she was too swift for anyone to notice. But Nova certainly did, and she knew for sure now her spell was working.

"Can someone please forward Brian an agenda?" The chair asked the room impatiently.

Sarah was now starting to look a little flustered at this point. She really couldn't fathom why she was so determined to keep undressing now of all times, but the compulsion was overpowering. She decided her tights could go. She manouvred herself carefully, wriggling about and sliding them down her legs until she was able to kick them off. Nova shot her an innocent "is everything ok?" kind of a look which her boss returned with a pained smile.

"I'm sorry, this is the agenda from the last meeting!" Brian complained as his email came through. It was clear most of those in the meeting were tireing of his antics, but a certain witch certainly wasn't.

Meanwhile, Sarah knew that she had to remove another item of clothing, even though she didn't have a clue why, and she didn't have many left to choose from.

She was visible to everyone on the call from the waist up, so the shirt had to stay. Therefore in a state of disbelief at her own actions, she unzipped and slid off her skirt, tossing it on top of her discarded shoes and tights.

She promised herself that was the last thing she was taking off. Whatever this strange urge to undress was she would just have to fight it.

"Ok, Sarah, I will give you the full screen to present your report" the chair announced, not wanting to waste any more time.

"Thank you!" Sarah nodded and smiled ingratiatingly as she prepared to impress the management. But she was quickly interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Oh, sorry, I do beg your pardon everyone. I think this is today's agenda after all." Brian decided as a look of pure horror formed on Sarah's pretty face.