Lynette reclined in the seat of the hair washing station in the salon in
downtown Singapore, as the stylist rinsed the treatment cream off her
long brown tresses. It had been a tiring day; in the afternoon she had
been to the premises of one of her premier clients in the west end
industrial district to get him to sign off on some new contracts; it had
ended up with her blouse unbuttoned and mid thigh length pencil skirt
coming off in front of him in his private office, where he had proceeded
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