Chapter 2

“Come over here,” said Denis.

Was that a smirk on his face?

Tony felt his heart race. What was he going to do? What could he do? He slowly stood up, doing his best to cover the protrusion in his trousers.

Denis laughed. “Mate, you have to be prepared to get a few erections in this job. Look at me.”

He glanced down at his crotch; for once taking his eyes off Tony.

“We’re both men. What’s the problem? You can’t be bashful working for Lovers. You’ll see lots of hard-ons.” He absent-mindedly brushed his hand over his cock. “You’ll stop getting them so often after a while. All this stuff will become run-of-the-mill. You won’t think twice about any of it.” He handed Tony a page from each folder. “Now the green one is your superannuation form. The orange one is your income tax form. Fill both of them out and give them to Maxine.”

Tony took the forms.

“Who’s Maxine?”

“The manager of the Inglewood branch, where you’ll be working. If you want the job.”