The Perks of Being a Newsreader

Bob Garrett sat at his desk, awaiting the countdown from the producer that meant he was on air. He cleared his throat, drank some water, and straightened his tie.
'And five, four...' came the countdown.

The news station intro began.
'Good evening, I'm Bob Garrett here with the news at eleven' he began in his practised smooth tone.

As he threw to the first news report of the programme, Bob looked down under the desk and sighed. These pink fluffy slippers are very comfortable... he mused, as he pushed down on the head of the prostitute kneeling between his legs.