Anneja lifted her glasses from her nose and, reacing up with her hand massaged the bridge. She was tired. It had been a long day, but she had finished the contract.

She was omly 34 but she was a high fliyer in the investment house, by whom she was employed. Mind you. she had to prove that she was better than the men, even though their figures said she was. So she had let the managenent take advantage of her.

Afer all why did she let them do it except to gain promotion. She remembered her first boss who had told that her figures were the best, but to get promotion she had to be nice to him. @