You turn up to the office at the alloted time and are greeted by the receptionist: an attractive young black woman. "Hello Mr. Thomson, please take a seat by the other candidates," she tells you. You look around and see two other men and one woman sitting nervously on a sofa. There is room enough for you inbetween the two men. You scan these people, mentally judging them against yourself for first impressions. You are easily the most attractive of the men, and the youngest. One is in his late thirties, bespectacled and bald (though you have had several energetic bald lovers in the past) and the other is older, short, but attractive in a favourite-uncle kind of way. The woman looks as hard as nails, and you aren't interested in her anyway. You playfully press your legs against the men, to see if either of them will respond, but before you find out, your interviewer comes to greet all four of you. |