The puffy shoulders of her denim jacket were almost certainly the height of fashion, as was her understated make-up: lips unnaturally blanched, eyes light on the eye-shadow, heavy on the mascara. Her blouse featured ruffs around the plunging V-neck. The solitaire diamond necklace showed someone cared for her, or so he thought. She had bought it herself at Raymonds, the quality jewellers, but he wasn't to know that. The neckline revealed an ample bust. With youth on her side her breasts were plump and unwrinkled. She made a point of leaning over slightly to read her paper. He found it very difficult not to stare.