When I left university with my friend, Carol, I didn't have a clue what I wanted to do. The career officer's spiel dulled my senses with suggestions that made the future into a nine to five nightmare. I panicked. Did I really have to choose? Couldn't I put it off for a while?
Then I saw the advert for Playboy croupiers. Never in a million years had I ever wanted to be a croupier and especially not for Playboy. I imagined boobs, wild orgies and middle aged men pinching my cotton-tailed bum. Somehow, reverse logic kicked in and I saw it as a challenge.
So, because it was a totally random thing to do and because it would undoubtedly shock a lot of people, I told Carol and we applied.
Bunny on a Bike tells the story of our adventure in 80s London, training in Victor Lownes' mansion and dealing blackjack in Playboy's London casino. It's not a kiss and tell story. It's a story of friendship, stolen teabags and comically lustful landlords. And what it was really like to work for Playboy.
I'm so glad I did it. And I'm so glad I did it with my lovely friend, Carol.
It's just 99p this week, if you want some fun between literary masterpieces. Just click on the link below. Hope you like it.