Penny woke to the harsh ringing of the telephone in her ear. She opened an eye, reached over to pick up the phone and heard a shriek as the cat was flung across the room.

          "Hello?"
          "Penny it's Ken here. Ken from work?"
          "Yes Ken from work. what are you calling me at this ungodly hour for?" she asked as she peered at the clock and found it read 6:30 am. She was not impressed.
          "Sorry to wake you but…they want the prototype finished by the end of this month and not next month."
          "I hate my life," Penny grumbled.
          "See you in the lab at 8 then?"
          "Eight? What are you calling me now for?" Penny grumbled as she hung up the phone.

          She lay back and closed her eyes, determined to sleep for another three-quarters of an hour but gave up after twenty minutes. She got up, showered and dressed, fed the cat and then headed off to work. Not surprisingly she was the last one to arrive and was carrying two Styrofoam cups of double strength coffee.
          "What's that?" Ken asked, nodding at the cups.
          "Breakfast," Penny replied.
          "Shouldn't you have had toast or cereal or something?" he asked.
          "I was going to have leftover pizza but the cat ate it," she replied. "Shall we get to work or shall we stand around wasting a perfectly good weekend?"
          "I take it you're not happy about being here today," Marty chirped.
          "No shit," Penny glared at him as Chris entered the room, smiling broadly.
          "I think I've worked out what went wrong with the rocket yesterday," he announced and took Penny aside and started to explain to her where she'd gone wrong in her calculations. Penny didn't take in a word he was saying. Chris was sporting casual clothes and her focus was on the toned body that was clearly evident under his fitted t-shirt and the thigh hugging jeans.
          "…And that's where I think the problem was," Chris finished off. "Do you agree?"
          "Huh? What? Oh yeah totally. My mistake," she babbled.

          They all set to work and it was only a couple of hours before they were back out in the testing range with the reconfigured rocket. Everyone cheered when the rocket launched and started going upwards. But they joy turned to horror as the rocket followed the same course as the previous one and as they all fell to the ground there was a startled bleat. They looked up in time to see another sheep fall to the ground smoldering. Penny jumped to her feet and cheered.
          "YES! It wasn't me! I didn't do it!" she started jumping about the place, then went over to Chris who was still pulling himself to his feet. She started pointing to him and dancing around him.
          "You killed the sheep you killed the sheep. How does that feel Mr Vegetarian, Mr Animal liberationist? You're a murderer. Sheep killer, sheep killer, sheep killer," she sang. Chris put his arm around her.
          "You're right Gibbo…I am a murderer," Chris mused as he held her tighter as he tried to trip her up. He wasn't successful but she tried to trip him and the two of them ended up staggering around the paddock before falling face first into a muddy bog. Penny had just lifted her head out of the mud when it was pushed back down into it. She struggled a bit before Chris let her go. She got to her feet and stared at him.
          "You fucking bastard," she spat and pushed him back into the mud. She straddled him and held him down while with one arm grabbed a fistful of mud and rubbed it into his face. When she stopped they found that they were both staring at each other and panting.
          "We need to go write a report about that rocket," Chris peeped.
          "Yes…We do…You're absolutely right," Penny swallowed.
          "So are you gonna get off me so we can go do the report?"
          "Right. Yes. Of course," Penny gasped as she stood up. She helped Chris to his feet and as she made to leave she slipped in the mud and both of them fell back down into it. They looked at each other a moment before bursting into laughter.

          Kirsty and Julia were sitting in their pajamas on the couch watching Rugrats.
          "You know we should find something more nutritious than popcorn," Kirsty chirped.
          "True. The coloured popcorn isn't the best breakfast food," Julia nodded feeding a bit to the cat. The doorbell rang and the two looked at each other in a mental war to decide who was going to answer it.
          "I bet it's your Mum, you answer it," Kirsty announced.
          "Fine." Julia sighed as she got up and opened the front door. "Hello?"
          "Hi, Is Kirsty in?" asked the man who was standing on the doorstep.
          "Who wants to know?"
          "I'm Ross," he announced. There was a muffled squeak and then the sound of choking coming from the lounge. Julia giggled.
          "Sure come on in." She let Ross in just as Kirsty fell off the couch. She jumped back up and tried to straighten her pajamas, in an attempt to make herself look slightly less vulnerable than she was feeling.
          "What are you doing here?" she demanded. "And how did you know where I live?"
          "Probably got it off one of those little cards in a phone booth…I'm Kirsty…Call me, Call me now. I'm being naughty," Julia jeered.
          "We are so not friends anymore," Kirsty grumbled. "Don't you have something else to do?"
          "Yeah, yeah I'm going…I'm taking my popcorn though" Julia announced as she grabbed the bowl of popcorn off the couch and left the room.
          "I got your address off the envelope you left at work yesterday."
          "And you just thought you'd come to my house?"
          "Let me finish will you…I came here because I invited you to my show tonight and I thought I'd be nice and drop off a couple of free tickets for you, if you wanted them."
          "You came all this way to give me free tickets?"
          "Yeah. Guess I did."
          "You so want me."
          "In those pajamas?" Ross mocked.
          "This from the man in the Boy Scout shirt."
          "It's the Christian Brigade actually."
          "Oh and that makes it better?"
          "At least my tits aren't showing to the world."
          "What gives you the right to look at my tits?"
          "It's not like you're trying to hide them from my view."
          "So sorry, I'll just tuck them away in a drawer should I?"
          "Then I'd have to look at your face," he gave an impish grin, covered his mouth and uttered a small "Oops" as a cushion flew past his head. Julia walked back into the room a few minutes later to find cushions flying around the room and Kirsty and Ross wrestling on the floor.
          "Am I gonna have to get the hose?" she asked before she was smacked in the face by a large floral cushion.
          "It was him!" Kirsty announced and pointed to Ross, who was just declaring "It was her" and pointing to Kirsty.
          "I don't mind being smacked in the head with a cushion okay but these are six hundred dollar glasses and when they get smacked back into your face they hurt a lot," Julia snapped as she took off her glasses to rub her face. There was already a red mark forming on her face. She turned around and stalked out of the room.

          "I don’t think she appreciated that," Ross announced
          "I know. It's gonna be hell when you start staying the night."
          "Hey?" Ross looked at her stunned
          "Thanks for the tickets," Kirsty announced as she untangled herself from Ross. "You should probably go now," she added.
          "Do you know when the next bus comes?" he asked getting to his feet and looking slightly dejected.
          "No idea. Sometime in the next hour I'd say."
          "Oh," Ross sighed. Kirsty led him to the door but he looked so pathetic that she sighed loudly.
          "For god's sake. Will you stop looking like a lost child in the supermarket?" She snapped as Julia stormed back into the room and started searching for her keys.
          "What are you doing?" Kirsty asked.
          "Fucking Megan gives me the shits. You wouldn't believe what the fucking bitch has done."
          "Try me."
          "The only reason that skinny bitch got her fucking degree is cos she fucked the dean to get her to pass. She fucked the boss to get her job. And now she's so fucked in the head she can't even do the accounts for a business and she's fucked up two years worth of work and I have to go in a fix it all because it has to be done by Monday. I'd like to wrap my hands around her scrawny little throat and watch her turn blue as I fucking choke her to death."
          "I don't know how to do the accounts of a company," Kirsty announced.
          "Me neither," Ross shrugged as Julia found her keys. "Hey could I get a lift with you?"
          "Sure."
          "Oh, well see you tonight then," Kirsty announced, trying to hide the fact she was disappointed he was going so quickly.
          "You so want me," he leered with a wry smile as Julia grabbed him and dragged him to the car.

          Ross got into the car and put his seatbelt on before turning to Julia.
          "I hope you're gonna take a few deep breaths and calm down before you start driving." Julia narrowed her eyes at him and pressed the accelerator to the floor. She tore out of the drive, narrowly missing a car that was coming her way.
          "Oh my god I'm gonna die."
          "You and me together buddy, straight into the back of a petrol tanker. Boom. You wouldn’t feel a thing in the explosion."
          "And I haven't even slept with your rather attractive mate yet."
          "You so want her," Julia cackled. "And she so wants you…Just not while I'm at home. Is that clear?"
          "Yes Ma'am," Ross saluted her.

          Julia arrived at the office and let herself in. It wasn't until she was almost to her desk that she realised that Ross was still with her.
          "I thought you had things to do in the city," Julia asked.
          "Not really. I've got my gig tonight but that's about it," Ross shrugged. "I can keep you company while you're here."
          "You wanna help me?"
          "Not really but I can…What do you want me to do?" he asked
          "Make me a coffee and find me this file. I know you'll be good at that," Julia perked as she turned on her computer.
          "What makes you think I can do that?"
          "I know you're a receptionist."
          "I am not a receptionist."
          "Oh yeah? Do you answer the phone and make appointments?"
          "Yeah."
          "Do you do the filing and make coffees?"
          "Yeah."
          "Do you pucker up and kiss the bosses flabby white butt?"
          "Yeah, hey no."
          "Then you're a receptionist."
          "I am not a receptionist."
          "What are you then?"
          "I'm a customer liaison officer."
          "You're also a comedian which makes you a bullshit artist. It also makes you a receptionist."
          "I don’t think I like you," Ross huffed as he walked away. He returned a few minutes later with a coffee and a file.
          "I thought you didn't like me."
          "I don't but I like your friend."
          "Listen, you want something to do? Act like the receptionist you are and don't let anyone bug me for a while."
          "Can we not use the ‘r’ word please. It's degrading."
          "What would you like your title to be then?"
          "I'll be your personal assistant."
          "God help me," Julia sighed as she heard the office door open. Ross jumped up and dashed over to the door.
          "Who are you and please state your business. Miss Dunn doesn’t wish to be disturbed."
          "Oh my god you're him!" Megan gasped.
          "You're her!"
          "What are you doing here in this office? Don't you have something important to do?"
          "Didn't you give the dean a blowjob to get your degree?" Ross asked. Megan shrieked with mirth then clamped her hand over her mouth to stifle the laughter. Ross shook his head and rolled his eyes. He'd only just got over Megan's arrival when Liam turned up.
          "Who are you and please state your business. Miss Dunn doesn't wish to be disturbed."
          "Who the fuck are you?" Liam demanded
          "I'm Miss Dunn's personal assistant…Who the fuck are you?"
          "I work with her."
          "And? If I let you in there you'd be interrupting some important calculations. Hours of work could be lost."
          "Look I'm going in there whether you like it or not."
          "I don't think you're listening to me mate. I don't wanna have to get violent but I'll hit ya's if I have to."
          Liam picked Ross up, tossed him over his shoulder and stormed into the office.
          "You've got very tight buttocks. Do you work out?" Ross piped up.
          "Is this yours?" Liam asked as he approached Julia's desk.
          "If you bend over does it light up?"
          "Does it look like it's mine?" Julia asked as she watched Ross fall to the floor on his head.
          "You shouldn't bring strays into the office you know."
          "He's not a stray. I just said he wasn't mine. Don't worry, he's getting spayed next week."
          "Hey?" Ross gasped, getting to his feet.
          "So did you want something Liam?" Julia asked as she wondered why the hell he was there in the first place.
          "You're a woman of the world aren't you?"
          "I believe so."
          "If not you've got a serious gland problem," Ross announced.
          Liam perched tentatively on the edge of the desk and dithered a bit before he got to the next part of his question. "I wanna take Megan out to dinner and I was wondering if you knew anywhere that would be really romantic," he explained. There was a crack and Julia realised that she'd snapped the pencil she was holding.
          "Why don't you try taking her to that restaurant at Holdfast Shores, you could sit near a window and watch the sunset together," Julia suggested, knowing full well they were flushing the Patawalonga. Liam thanked her and wandered over to Megan's desk and started chatting to her.

          "You are so jealous," Ross announced. "Why else would you snap that pencil?"
          "So I can use it as an arrow and shoot you with it."
          "Don't you take your little green eyed monster out on me girlie," Ross warned, "You so want him."
          "I do not."
          "You want his throbbing manhood to…"
          "You are not finishing that sentence," Julia interrupted him. Ross completely ignored her and started groaning.
          "Liam oh Liam. God Liam that's good." He started to rub himself against the photocopier.
          "What is he doing?" Megan asked as she looked at Ross. Ross was just about to let out a climactic cry.
          "Ross you bastard I'm gonna kill you," Julia spat as she jumped up from her desk and started chasing him around the office. He took to jumping on all the desks and yelling out to Julia.
          "C'mon Jools do it for Liam." He didn't notice that the next desk had some plastic sleeves sitting on it and as soon as his foot landed on them he lost his footing and gave Julia a stunned look before he fell to the floor. Julia let out a shriek and dashed over to him to make sure he was okay.
          "Was it as good for you as it was for me?" Ross asked, opening an eye and looking at her. Julia looked at him a moment before bursting into laugher. Liam heard the two cackling away and came over to investigate.
          "What's going on?" he asked.
          "A plastic slip tried to kill me," Ross announced. "I barely escaped with my life."
          "You should have seen it from my point of view," Julia giggled.
          "Right now your point of view's aimed at his crotch," Ross announced. "Which is a good thing cos she really, really wants you."
          "That's it I'm telling Kirsty you're gay," Julia snapped as she punched Ross in the arm and went back to her desk.
          Ross looked at Liam. "You wouldn't believe all the nasty things she's told me she wants to do to you."
          "You're a sick little man," Liam scorned. "What type of things?" he added.

          Penny walked back into the lab wearing the flight suit that was kept handy and had to steady herself with the bench top when she realised that Chris was the only one there and that his flight suit was tied around his waist, exposing his toned flesh. She took a few deep breaths to stop her heart going a million miles an hour before making her way over to him.
          "Where's everyone else?" Penny asked then gasped as he turned to face her. She found herself having difficulty focusing on his face and not his rippling muscles.
          "They left. I figured they didn't need to be here to write the report."
          "I wish I didn't have to be here to write the report."
          "Well according to the Oc, Health and Safety manual we're inappropriately dressed to carry out anything further. So, I suggest we go and have a few games of pool while our clothes dry."
          Chris and Penny made their way to the games room and started to play. Chris decided to break and Penny watched the muscles in his back ripple as he took the first shot. Without even realising it she'd slipped off the stool and ended up sitting on the floor with a stupid grin on her face. Chris turned and looked at her.
          "Are you okay?" he asked
          "Yeah fine…The floor's better for my back…Not that I've got a bad back or anything…I'm quite flexible actually…oh god…I've gotta go pee, take my shot for me will you?" she asked as she dashed from the room, grabbed her phone and dialed Kirsty's number.

          Before Kirsty could even say hello Penny was talking.
          "I told him I was flexible," she wailed.
          "You told who you were flexible?"
          "Chris."
          "And this is a problem why?"
          "I'm in a situation I don't know that I can control."
          "Once again…This is a problem why?"
          "Right now he's naked under a flight suit…Hell I'm naked under a flight suit."
          "Not the same flight suit though?"
          "I wouldn't be calling you if that were the case…What do I do?"
          "Continue being naked under a flight suit?"
          "That's not helping."
          "Why are you asking me for anyway?"
          "Jools was busy."
          "Gee thanks."
          "So what do I do?"
          "I dunno…Rip his flight suit off and fuck him stupid? What do you want me to say? You're a grown up, work it out yourself," Kirsty spat and hung up, leaving Penny mid-panic.

          Yet again she took some deep breaths to calm herself before going back to the games room.
          "Are you gonna play now I'm getting bored of playing by myself."
          "Yeah sure," Penny perked and grabbed the cue from him
          "No you're holding it wrong," he told her and came up behind her and started giving her instructions on how to play properly. Penny's mind went blank, as all she could feel was his body pressed against her back and his large hands covering hers.
          "And then you just hit the ball," Chris finished. Penny drew the cue back sharply and heard Chris grunt. Penny realised that she'd whacked him in the groin. She dropped the cue, turned and put her hands on his groin as she babbled an apology. Midway through her apology she realised where her hands were and babbled even more as she pulled them away from him. She squeaked and dashed from the room again. Chris turned and watched her leave, giggling to himself.

          "I just had my hands on his groin!" Penny wailed down the phone.
          "Then why are you calling me?" Kirsty asked.
          "What am I supposed to do?"
          "Get back in there and grab it again."
          "Are you insane?"
          "Of course I'm insane."
          "I can't go and face him again."
          "Did he complain the first time?"
          "Well no."
          "Then get back there and do it again."
          "All right then if you insist."
          "Dammit I do now get back in there," Kirsty snapped as she hung up again.

          Penny wandered back into the games room again and saw Chris sitting on the pool table, holding the cue and grinning at her.

          Kirsty walked into the office and saw Julia with her hands around Ross's neck.
          "Jools I'd really appreciate it if you didn't try to kill the guy I intend to sleep with."
          "What are you doing here?" Ross gasped as Julia let go of him.
          "I could ask you the same question."
          "I thought that was obvious. I was being murdered."
          "I brought Jools some lunch."
          "Is there enough for me too?"
          "No."
          "Oh."
          "Ross can you get me the file that's on Megan's desk?" Julia asked.
          "No. She's here now I don't have to do shit for you."
          "Who says I wanna associate with you?"
          "Why else would you come here?"
          "I didn't know you were gonna be here."
          "Isn't it lucky that I am here then."
          "But I didn't come here to see you though."
          "I know but I'm here now."
          "I know that I'm here and you're here but I didn't come here to see you."
          "I'm going out to lunch. You two can stay here and continue your inane conversation," Julia sighed.
          "But I brought you lunch," Kirsty perked and thrust the lunchbox at her.
          "I know. I appreciate it. I'm going to go eat it on the fire escape…Hopefully it'll collapse and die and I won't have to listen to you two try to deny the fact that you wanna rip your clothes off and do it on the floor."
          "Like I'd sleep with him."
          "You just said you would when you walked in."
          "Besides I wouldn't sleep with her anyway."
          "All you've talked about this morning is how you're going to sleep with her."
          "I'd like to hear more about that," Kirsty announced.
          "I can give you a demonstration if you'd like."
          "No because my chair's not wipeable," Julia spat as she took her lunch out to the fire escape.

          "I don't know what she's talking about," Ross declared, sitting in Julia's chair and spinning around in it.
          "I haven't thought about you at all today," Kirsty replied.
          "You've been the furthest thing from my mind as a matter of fact."
          They looked at each other a moment before Ross stopped spinning and Kirsty slid into his lap. They took no time in capturing each other in a lustful kiss, their hands roaming over each other's bodies.

          Julia returned to find the pair pashing in her chair.
          "So much for you two not being the slightest bit attracted to each other," she sighed.
          "Fuck off Jools," Kirsty mumbled between kisses.
          "It's my office," Julia mumbled as she grabbed her documents and went to find another computer. Liam's computer was on and the porn was still visible, she hit a few buttons and got rid of it before starting her work. It wasn't long before Liam turned up.
          "What are you doing at my desk?"
          "Have you not noticed the show at my desk?" Julia asked, "I'm not about to make it a threesome."
          "Hmm there's a thought," Liam mused. "How'd you get rid of the porn?"
          "Same way I did yesterday. Pressed a few buttons and it's gone. Did you want something? I really need to get this finished."
          "Sorry…How many dates do you think it's appropriate before you have sex?"
          "Dates? Have you not noticed what's going on in my office? They've known each other for a day and they're already at it like fucking monkeys."
          "We're not fucking!" Ross yelled at her
          "Yeah well if there's any stains on that chair from you two I'm breaking it over your head."
          "Oh my god, I'd never thought you'd say something like that," Liam gasped.
          "What do you mean?" Julia asked, feeling suddenly confused.
          "Well it's just that Megan said you were frigid," he explained, his mouth open in shock. "I've left a file on Megan's desk I'm just gonna go get it."

          "Frigid am I," Julia spat drumming her fingers on the desk. "I'll show her." She got up and walked over to Megan's desk. The two looked up as she approached.
          "Do you want something?" Megan asked sweetly.
          "Frigid. I'm frigid am I? If I were frigid would I be doing this?" Julia almost yelled at her before grabbing Liam and pashing him. She let her hands slide down onto his prefect rear. She pulled away leaving Megan staring openmouthed at her and Liam slightly bewildered.

          As she was walking back to her desk she realised that Liam hadn't even tried to pull away from the kiss. The thought cheered her up and she started to hum and she continued with her work with added enthusiasm. She looked up a moment later and found Ross peeping over the top of the cubicle.
          "I saw what you just did," he announced.
          "So you pried yourself away from Kirsty long enough to see that hey?"
          "I saw you grab his arse," Kirsty piped up, peering over the cubicle too.
          "Did you see him complaining about it?" Julia replied. "I hope you're not standing on my desk. I'll kick your arse if you are."
          "I'm not standing on your…Waaahhhh," Ross yelped as he suddenly disappeared from view. A thud was taken to mean he hit the floor.
          "He was standing on your chair," Kirsty sighed. "I guess that's my signal to go now."
          "You can't leave," Ross stood up rubbing the back of his head. "You just got here."
          "I've achieved all I set out to do."
          "And what was that?"
          "I proved that you so want me."
          "I think that's a rather profound statement when we've only been dating three minutes."
          "Who said we were dating?" Kirsty asked as she grabbed her bag and keys and started to leave.
          "Wait!" Ross bounced over to her.
          "What?"
          "Don't I get a goodbye kiss?" Before Kirsty could answer he'd caught her in another kiss.
          "Christ don't you two ever stop?" Liam grumbled as he threw a glass of water over them
          "We've only been dating four and a half minutes," Ross informed him.
          "I told you we're not dating," Kirsty replied as she left.
          "She so wants me," Ross smirked as he skipped back to Julia's cubicle.