It had been quite some time since she’d had the old effect on men, and it was very clear that it was happening now. She was still blonde, still had huge boobs and white teeth, and could still flutter her eyebrows and giggle girlishly.Paul was about forty, and it turned out that he was the manager of all the Sainsbury’s stores in the Highlands. Every so often, he explained, he spent a day in the life of one of his workers, so he could keep in touch. He lived in a castle near Perth, and spent his evenings drinking champagne and his weekends horse-riding and showing the kids a good time.Sarah immediately felt she could trust Paul. There was something about him, something that saw the real her, understood the real her, and it was truly liberating to be listened to and respected. ‘What about you?’ he asked Sarah. ‘What’s your life like?’Before Sarah knew it, she was crying. Her life, actually, was shit. She was lonely and her marriage was at breaking point.
