Rivka 10

Morning coffee break everyone files in. Just as everyone has poured and taken a chair, Indira speaks up, "hope you don't mind if I interrupt your conversations a few minutes."
Looks of curiosity.
Wicked smile, "noticed a pattern in life. Them who boast a lot, usually half or more is pure hot air. Who you gotta watch, them who say zip."
The looks get more curious.
"This is from Saturday's paper, one of us is mentioned in a verry juicy story."
Cries of "who?"
"Patience, now it seems there is this very famous Cabinet Minister. Not famous for achievement in his Cabinet portfolio, but for speeding and philandering."
"You mean Herzog?"
"Indeed I do. His wife is suing for divorce, named one of Us as co-respondent."
Blank looks.
"Ah you need one more clue. What ethnic group is a Herzog anyhow?"
Stupified looks, one says, "you mean she named Rivka?"
"Not just named her, gave her pride of place. Over a dozen women's names are given, I quote 'the worst of the lot is that notorious bimbo Rivka Nachtenstein, who has an ongoing S&M relationship with another unnamed Minister as well."
Laugher, loud congratulations.
I grin, "oh come on, that's a common name, probably confused me with someone else."
Indira smiles wickedly, "a way too modest you are. I Googled and you're the only one."
"I ah well ah"
"Save the denials for the court, we want all the juicy stuff. So what all did you do?"
Drily, "I think it would be easier to say what we didn't do, shorter list. No candlewax or piercing."
"Why not?"
"Haven't got around to it yet."