I started quite low.
"Who will start me at ten million?"
A dozen hands went up.
"Fifteen million," most hands staid up.
"Twenty million," a few came down.
"Twenty five million," there were five left.
"Thirty million," only three left.
"Thirty one million, ....thirty two million, ...thirty three million, thirty four million," two left.
"Thirty five million,.... Thirty six million..... Any more bids?"
A long wait while the dozen of people on their mobiles talked to their contacts.
"Thirty seven million........thirty eight million.......thirty nine....... FORTY."
"Any more bids....anyone?"
Silence. I slammed the hammer down.
"SOLD!!"
I pointed my hammer to a well known property agent on my right with a phone held to her head.
That was the last property sale. It had been a significant success. I walked around the crowd as they stood having a drink at our expense. I saw the agent, Lee, who had successful bought the property. She was an old friend, and was standing quietly, smiling at me. I walked over to chat. I knew her to be a partner in a development company and I had known her in the past when she was just starting. After a time, I asked her if she would like to have dinner with me to celebrate, and she accepted.
We had a good, expensive meal, with wine and then shared a taxi to her house. In the back we kissed enthusiastically, I slid my hand up her tight black skirt and rubbed her crotch.
"Wow," she said, "you had better come in."
I carried my briefcase in with me for safety. Hers was a nice house in a good area, all newly decorated inside with a distinct Japanese influence.
"Very nice," I commented.
"Thank you, I had my partner, Ohura, to advise me."
She introduced us. Ohura was a small Japanese girl dressed like an American schoolgirl with a white blouse, a blue and purple tartan skirt and long blue socks on. She bowed nicely to us and then led us into the dinning room.
"Get three glasses, slave, we have a bottle of champagne to finish." Lee said.
"I didn't realise you were bisexual?"
