Risky whisky expenses (Rousse)

TPR jumped into my London hotel bed at 05:00am.

“Where have you been?” I asked. “I thought you were at home?”

“No, I have been drinking whisky in the bar downstairs. Tomorrow I have a meeting with Sun Microsystems in West London.”

I hoped that my drunken husband had not charged the cost of his refreshments to my room.

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