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Too much information, thought Bond, fifty-year-old
women having sex on the back seat of a Lada conjuring up the kind of vision he
could well do without seeing.
“Shall I get in
the back?” asked Mrs Snockers, eagerly, her hand already on the door
handle. For one horrible moment Bond thought Mrs Snockers wanted him to join
her for sex on the back seat, but she continued: “It’ll be like
I’m being chauffeured.”
Bond smiled.
“But of course.” He opened the door for her and she climbed in. Bond
got in the driver’s seat and turned to her. “Where to?”
