Her Interview

It was a day that could hold the key to her future. Dressed in her
new outfit she briskly walked along the busy midday
parade past an ice cream vendor. Knowing her weaknesses
all too well, she tried to pretend that she did not see
him. Though not prone to overeating she had recently
begun to notice the subtle effect her favourites had on
her figure, hence one of the reasons for her new outfit.
With little time to spare before her appointment she
succumbed to her desire, turned back and purchased a
chocolate ice cream. She used this precious time,
standing on the sunny pavement luxuriously eating ice
cream, to review her interview. The curator of the book
collection would be interviewing her for the librarians
position, he was a man with a reputation for fastidious
attention to detail and she wanted to impress him with
not only her librarian knowledge but also her womanly
appearance.
In the reception area, with only minutes before her
interview, she critically reviewed herself in a full
length mirror. The tailored dress fitted closely without
revealing excesses while tastefully accentuating her full
bosom. Only then did she notice, soaked into her dress
just above her left breast, a partially dried chocolate
ice cream stain…