Please put your hands together for the new addition to the family. Her name is Beatrice. Let me tell you a little bit about her.
This little lady came to me about teatime one evening and her modest appearance didn’t give any clues about the trouble she would cause. More of that later though. Beatrice is the master of disguise, a corporate chameleon. She is the kind of girl who goes to a fetish club at the weekend and then buttons herself back up to go to her high powered corporate job on the Monday, fuelled by vodka and red bull that she sips from her bodum reusable coffee cup. Beneath her tailored suits and crisp white shirts, she wears diamond studded nipple clamps and a leather thong (from Freckle + Hides bondage business: Freckle + a Hiding).
She has a specially designed handbag with a secret compartment for her handcuffs and a collapsable feather duster. It would never do for those to fall out when she reaches into her bag for her iphone. During meetings she keeps everyone in check with her steely gaze, whilst all the time hiding Kevin the coffee boy, naked, in her filing cabinet ready to tickle him into submission later.